Writing poetry is like rubbing an old lamp. <br /> At first all you're trying to do is get <br />the dust off, see what you've got a hold of and <br /> what the lamp is made of. <br /> <br />Once the smoke starts to rise and the Genie <br /> begins to appear, you sense the magic <br />without knowing what direction it will take you, <br /> or the reader.<br /><br />Tom J. Mariani<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-lamp-3/
