Poetry
Yes, this I never learned to do,
wasn't taught, though sometimes
I tried to read about it
ever since the magical day I
looked back over some pages
crafted by a desire to fly
away from my mind for a time
and was amazed to discover
the mark of something I never intended.
I didn't know how to scrub or shine them
Whenever I tried I destroyed them
so I've learned to sit content
and let the words arise of their own accord
and fall off the lip of my pen
and send me baby,
absolutely send me.