Oh, But What Is A Poem?

Oh, but what is a poem?
It is but a whisper from the soul.
A prayer from within the place where all emotions dwell.
It is the settling, yet also the breaking of a heart, all at once, bearing the audience upon emotions wings.

Oh, but what is a poem?
It is the heart’s desires, flying free
into the unknown wilderness of romantic stirrings,
until it alights softly on a lover’s lips.
A kiss, soft and subtle, embracing, quenching, thirsting.

Oh, but what is a poem?
It is laughter, gentle and sweet,
floating across the auroras of the universe.
A dance that shimmers and flutters in a whirl of rainbows.

Oh, but what is a poem?
It is tears, twirling in a pool of sorrows,
flowing freely into the depths of eternity.
Mixing, cleansing, abating, with purity and grace.

Oh, but what is a poem?
It is whatever you deem it to be. Happy, sad, it matters not.
For it is in the telling and releasing of words
that an expression from the soul is given.
Tendered unto all, yet freely given.

 © Leslie C Dobson

If you liked this poem, you can find additional ones on the poetry page of Leslie’s website.