a poet without talent <br />forgive him <br />for just being himself <br /> <br />forgive me <br />but we are all poets in some sense <br /> <br />a fly trapped inside <br />your hand wanting to be free <br /> <br />a bird in a cage <br />singing <br /> <br />a leaf falling and falling <br />and falling <br /> <br />eyesight failing and failing <br />and failing <br /> <br />and old woman on a <br />swinging <br />chair with no one caring <br />for her <br /> <br />a Japanese kid waiting <br />for help sitting beside <br />the ruble <br /> <br />a bird alone on a <br />telephone cable <br /> <br />sands on the shore and <br />the sea <br /> <br />a boy lost in the marketplace <br />a mother still searching <br /> <br />the silent crowd in the mall <br />always window shopping <br /> <br />we may have no talent <br />but we are expressing feelings <br /> <br />we are writing simply <br />by what we see....<br /><br />RIC S. BASTASA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/just-emote/
