Poetry is chime seed fun,
like waking to a warm morning sun,
walking out the door to the beach,
poetic word birds right in reach.
They then land in the mind,
massaging a brain almost blind.
After reading poetic expressions,
the mind forgets other obsesessions.
Words fly like birds in flight,
they either bore or excite.
Great poetry serves up like good coffee,
it opens the mind to its highest degree.
Its great to the very last drop,
then the mind still doesn't want to stop.
Next thing a body knows,
it's sitting in a poem froze.
What was an early morning rise,
becomes a few hours in demise.
And don't start writing poems,
they captivate with their charms.
Once the pen gets hooked,
quite a bit of time gets booked.
Time will fly like the birds,
as the mind searches,
for poetic words.
Day gone.
G
Mind over matter.....no matter what!!
Love Tinka
Reindeer
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :)