Miles I travel ’round these
cyberparts lurking here, there
leaving pieces of me everywhere.
Chuckling sounds, smiles abound
tears fall to the ground
no one but me around.
Stripped and teased and stripteased,
seductive words I read
out (loud), stretch and outstretch me.
No soul too bare nor wounds too raw
for this hometown lass
with home-grown sass
words, mere words
yet so much more…
Poets come and poets go
but poetry endures
with or without a witness.
And with that, I want to thank the inimitable team of poets behind One Stop Poetry (Brian, Adam, Leslie, Pete, Chris, Claudia, Gay, etc.) for building the awesome One Shot Wednesday community; a virtual space that I can honestly say has made me feel at home more than any other. If you haven’t done so, I hope you will take the time to visit the last week of one shots.
Whether or not you read or write poetry, do you believe it’s true that poetry is everywhere?