Poetry II

 

Poetry II

 

Poetry’s a “funny” thing,

Sometimes “Ha-Ha”, at times it’s “weird”,

You dance with words that chime and ring,

Within the mind they’re always heard.

 

Poetry’s a puzzle, too,

With pieces hidden in a maze,

Like art you work with “red” or “blue”,

A blazing fire or frozen phase.

 

Poetry’s a simple tool,

Can make me smile or make me cry,

But, I would be the awkward fool,

To sadden folks or make them sigh.

 

Poetry’s a “hook” and “end”,

To hold with love for one small while,

A “greeting card” to a good friend,

You always want to see them smile!

 

Peter Lowell Paulson

August 7, 2020