Some poets
Live in the Ocean
Love in the Ocean
Breathe under water
And flutter gently deeper
Like birds flying beneath
Leagues of
Miles of.
Vast expanses of
Water
These are the Poets of Truth
They walk with kisses
Of the Muse
Their minds are misshapen
By life's cruelty
But perhaps
Hope lays in their hearts
And they bear witness
And collect amruta
For those who come
To their feet
To drink
From their cups
Overflowing
Other poets seem less alive
Not yet engulfed
By the Spirit of Poetry
They may attempt
A phrase unmastered
A word beyond ther grasp
Desperate similes
Metaphors with excessive force
Excessive repetition
When twice is enough
To make a point
Loud as twins
Being born
And placed on
A Mother's breast
Come and be One
With the Spirit of Poetry