Conduit

What is it about poetry

That distinguishes fate?

The feelings we start with

The roads that we take

The important thing always

Is to look around

Not be so discerning

That you dont leave the ground

To be ever present

To be conscious of self

To see all the movement

Both the bold and the stealth

Remembering always to

Describe in a way

That will grasp onto feeling

Make the impermanent stay

Include all the details

That in themselves bring

Another side of your story

That you now can sing

The poetry lifts you from

An ignorant stupor

It piques at your conscious

And threatens to eat you

To be still and humble

A conduit for

The muse when she beckons

So you write some more

Speak of the truth

Say it out aloud

Give yourself permission

To be out and proud

The poem will tell you

Much more about

The person you really are

And what weakness you flout

Dont give up on trying

Stay ahead of the game

Keep yourself educated

So you dont stay the same

I dont really know

What creates a poet

If its the work that I do

Or if the spark's in the edit

Just realise you'll probably

Be always tweaking

Be proud of yourself but

Always be seeking

To make your verse better

To magically rhyme

To find in another

A conducive line