The gleam of moonlight on the sea. <br />The sun’s heat haze across the moor, <br />are both of them a part of me. <br />Seen through the ever open door <br /> <br />to my own world of fantasy. <br /> Where my wild spirit can explore. <br />a different reality, <br /> providing memories I store. <br /> <br />Recording them as poetry, <br /> so I can share them with my friends <br />Who praise my versatility. <br />Here, inspiration never ends. <br /> <br />I do not write my poetry. <br />How can I make you understand, <br /> it is my poetry writes me. <br />Fresh new tales from fairy land <br /> <br />That’s where I always long to be. <br />But even I obey the rules <br />Sometimes I do act sensibly <br /> to prove that poets are not fools. <br /> <br />We have the power to break free <br />From physics rules of gravity <br />Describe the wonders that we see <br />with pristine perfect clarity.<br /><br />ivor or ivor.e hogg<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/see-and-share/
