A word on poetry

Poetry just is
I’ve seen it
Felt it
Suffer it…
You know a girl asked me
As the day was rising
What is it that one needs
To make poetry ?
What is a writer
Where lays the science ?
You know darling
There’s no secret to dancing
Everything has poetry within,
Everything you see
Everyone you meet
Everything you feel
You just have to live
And live, girl, live
Until there’s no need
No greed, no fear
And say everything there’s to say
And write every trouble in your head
Make it all fade into the shades;
Burn all the pages,
Poetry like life has no science
Just what we make out of it
So don’t ask me
And go after it.

milk

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