Friday, May 22, 2009

“ A Poet Flows”


by prophetseyez

O.k. so I was just thinking about
…….
How you try to say something and you just can’t find the right words.

Or like when you try to pray something
…… and you just can’t find the right verb
to express what you need to get right
or how you need to fight the war against sin waging within

But then I thought about it …See poetry
…it’s more than written rhythms and lyrical schisms
It’s like spiritual orgasms
It’s just something you can’t fake with
Because it requires your soul to make it

Then when you get stuck and hit that spot that’s not making any sense
And you begin to get dense
Just hanging there in an eternal suspense
Like purgatory.

Until alas inspiration hits you like the glory of the Holy Ghost or talking in tongues in rhyme transcending all time.
Then you realize you can’t fight it so your pen just has to write it down.
And that’s when you finally realize.
That a real poet writes by faith and not by sight.
And right then , when you let your pen flow freely god goes to work immediately