I'd never steal a poem <br />or any of its shining facets <br />but I'd take the mood <br /> <br />a poem is born in <br />if the poem is smiling. <br />A lot of poems smile <br /> <br />but lately mine <br />can only scowl. <br />So when I read <br /> <br />a poem written <br />in the daylight by <br />a soul who's <br /> <br />painting clouds <br />against a brilliant sky <br />as if the clouds <br /> <br />were butterflies <br />too lovely to let go <br />and fly away, <br /> <br />that's the mood <br />I want with me <br />every midnight <br /> <br />in the basement <br />when I feed the ghosts <br />I can't allow upstairs.<br /><br />Donal Mahoney<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/plagiarism-6/
