Poet Dissection

Perusal of poems is a perilous thing

for each means what it means and it doesn’t.

The poet speaks in clear language one can’t understand

he says what he means but you read something else

even when he explains he may as well speak Portugese.

 

When a poet writes of true love is she speaking of you,

a handsome troll under a bridge in a plastic shoe box,

a healer whose touch changes lives but destroys innocent bikes,

a sensual soul with the strongest resolve whom she’s only met once in her life,

the man that she married or the one that she lost,

or a dog that died way too young?

 

Conversing with poets is a dangerous hobby

meant only for those who are strong.

A poet will bear his soul

she will give her heart away

they will live, laugh, and cry with all of their might.

 

Knowing all this, do you think you could handle

the full intensity of my true love?