They said I’d never make

A good poet

So I told them they could throw it

To the wind

For all I cared

 

I knew the sun would shine

On those who dared

And so I dared

To share

 

I gathered words

I wove them with emotion

Gently placed them

Into empty spaces

Sat back

And watched the wonder

On peoples faces

 

I took tears

And smiles

Grief

And joy

And I gave them space

To breath

 

I looked to nature

For inspiration

Felt the pain

Of subdued nations

 

And I wrote

In many permutations

My only aim

Was to capture

Life

And relive love again.

 

C.K.23