byTom Collins©

I am a poet and I care not
What some may think
I write, nay, express
I emote and I bleed

Delving within, I seek
All the pain and greed
Heartache may dwell
In a jocular refrain

Slipping through self
I poke in dark corners
Only just avoiding
The traps that I’ve set

Lighting a torch of discovery
Wondering what I’ll uncover
Ever, am I surprised
By the treasures I find

There are jewels, I believe
Though, dusty they be
Hidden well in my depths
Secreted, safely, from all

When you read what I say
I’m giving you license
To breathe the exhalations
Of my mind and my soul

Will you understand
What I try to convey
Sometimes, yes, sometimes
I think that you do

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