MY LINES
AN INTRODUCTION TO MY POETRY
DON’T ASK ME TO INTERPRET
SOMETHING I DON’T KNOW,
ALL I DO IS SIT HERE
AND SLOWLY WATCH IT GROW,
I DON’T KNOW WHERE IT COMES FROM,
IT JUST SEEMS TO APPEAR,
QUICKLY, LINE BY LINE BY LINE,
AND THEN MY POEM’S HERE.
I HAVE NO TIME TO STOP AND THINK
WHAT I WRITE ABOUT,
THE WORDS JUST FLOW INTO MY MIND
I HAVE TO LET THEM OUT,
DON’T ASK ME TO INTERPRET,
I CAN’T EVEN EXPLAIN,
THE WORDS JUST MAKE A POEM,
TIME AND TIME AGAIN.