What is a Poet?

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We sit and we stare

at the world around.

Recording the world onto paper,

our pens scratching at the sound.


It feels like an itch

that’s too hard to scratch.

The idea gnawing away

Or an egg waiting to hatch.


We bead together

words we can’t say.

With a deeper meaning,

in its chaotic display.


So, what is a poet?

Who are they and what do they do?

To be honest, I don’t know

a lot about pickles.

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John Reyes View All →

"A tramp, a gentleman, a poet, a dreamer, a lonely fellow, always hopeful of romance and adventure." ~Charlie Chaplin

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