Dear Poet I’m writing this letter because I’ve come across some <br />problems which I suppose is common with all poets. <br />I love writing poetry and exercising my poetic mind, however, I <br />do have a missus and family in my life. <br />On some occasions there is conflict leading to strife. <br /> <br />Poetry by itself does not lead to millions of dollars. <br />Nor does it gain fame, the poet can’t get published. <br />For me I’m on line for free, not a dollar is exchanged. <br />Family members half heartedly understand the poet’s mind. <br />Family members live in a conventional grind. <br /> <br />They think what ever they are doing, that it is by far more <br />practical for general usage in life then poetry which they regard <br />as a waste of time because poets don’t earn millions. <br />They will look and try to turn the poet into an Aunty Myrtle <br />so Aunty Myrtle can do household chores and turn turtle. <br /> <br />Giving short thrift to the poet and his state of mind there will be <br />no empathy given. Expecting Aunty Myrtle (roll reversal) to <br />drive them around in his car even though he hates carting <br />them around. Sort of cutting his flight feathers so he can’t fly <br />around any more in the sky. <br /> <br />So Mr Poet whatever you do, you must hold on to your flight <br />feathers so that you can soar into the sky. <br />Don’t be trapped on the ground doing household chores <br />or carting people everywhere. <br />Without flight feathers you’re going nowhere. <br /> <br /> <br />(26/2/2010)<br /><br />Jerry Behr Number 2<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/aunty-myrtle-2/
