Sunday 19 May 2013

Life – A PoemII

Poetry is all life and all life’s poetry. 
The living of it creates our history 
It clings to our day through the things that we do 
Pulsates through our nights in the dreams we pursue 


Poetry is right there in the things we all see 
Inspiring, transpiring, aspiring us to be 
May come complicated or in a smooth way 
In waking or sleeping, in work or at play 


In patterns and colours - in quiet, with sounds 
In everyday actions our living surrounds 
We each have our habits exclusive to us 
Performing each with or without any fuss 


Our lives are all different and always unique 
We struggle but manage our strengths with our weak 
Our lives, as we live it has structures essential, 
And each structural part has poetic potential. 


We limit ourselves, yet we are limitless 
How great is our being is anyone’s guess 
We control those things we want others to know 
And hold back on things that we don’t want to show 


Emotions are ruled by the head and the heart 
Of life’s ebbs and flows we are always a part 
Through rhyme and with reason our lives clearly show 
We move to the beat of a poetic flow

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