Aimlessly curious

Poetry
asks you to listen
feel the cadence,
rhythms and flow
    
Implicit renderings
sharing the breath
of needling to know

Dots of sail boats
depictions of life
windswept at bay

Aimlessly curious
wet puppy's nose
leading the way

Treasurer hunting dreams
with only pieces of this
mysterious map

Turning winds warming
gleams of gold falling
into your lap

Vulnerabal drifting words,
journeys that somehow
bring you along

The meanings become so
much clearer when you're
part of the song

Reviews

[Emily B]

Poetry asks. Sometimes someone lustens.

[light and ashes]

Enjoyed this, charming and tells the truth about poetry and writing.
Lovely way of putting it.