The Poet's Urge
Poem for Day 050 – 20141112
I have this urge, one I barely control, that comes from below,
a place most abstract: somewhere between the mind and heart.
I want to share, reveal to you, and me,
life as it, as it was and what it could be.
Beware the path revealed, the moods are erratic.
I will guide you to pleasure and pain.
I will show vistas of beauty and stain.
The mark of evil lays near to the glory of goodness.
In between perhaps snare your attention as I share.
I stand before you as poet, visionary and damned.
I will be kind, as kind as I am to myself.
I will be gentle, if I knew what this was.
I only know that I must, compelled by demon and saint,
share with you revelations within,
from purloined voices, yours and mine, wherein.
© 2014. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved.