Writing & Reading Poetry is Delicious
Writing & reading poetry
Is delicious,
Like smelling & eating Mom’s
Apple pie without the dishes,
What is life for but
To experience to help to explore,
To express to allow oneself to confess...
Life is meant to be drained
Of all the juices it contains
Like squeezing an orange,
Drinking its life originating
In the sun to live life
As if it has first begun
To live it with zest,
To let go,
To feel the pulse,
Of another’s heart beat
To know
We can live life close to the
Vest but its in the heart,
Where life lives,
Its up to us not to be misers,
But open up to life,
Not merely be survivors,
With generousity like
The cheers a child
Gives upon seeing the first
Snowfall or taking the first step,
Not knowing what life
Has in store for him or her yet.
