You yourself poet
have belled the cat
very few,
including me,
understand the riddles
behind camouflaged poesy
so beautiful
and
a pussy,
I still see from the rear balcony,
as dogs with open lashing tongues
erase moments of ecstasy
awaiting their turn,
to take on
while others are at it
this was my impression
but you beat me.
A poet is one ,
who says what?
and
so many ask why?
Comments
not sure what you are saying loved
is it
a 'go' at some reviewers ??
or the jealousy of poets for one another ??
or simply - asking what are we trying to say, and why do we even ask ???
i love these writes of yours that are convoluted and make me think :)
love judy
xxx
If you read some more great ones.... since you were away
you shall answer the question too
and
you are welcome to come back ,
if the poem is ,
as it is still
without a clue..