The Moment Life Became Poetry

my focus and mind

at this time

was going in another direction

and one that my heart and dreams

held most dear





a time of deep stress and unacceptance

healing taking place, but only to

shove more salt into the wound

as I would find comfort in art

and swoon to it repeatedly





and there in the moment

another art came rushing 

to me like a flood with waters

that never ran empty

and so there I was





poetry had captured me

words and lines filling my mind

as my right hand wanted to expand

and expound further into these poetic thoughts

thereby igniting an unknown fire





and one with no intention

of ever expiring and desiring

to seek it out, along with its depths

a journey unspoken and not seen before

and a feeling unlike anything else





and oh I wanted it more

and to also dive into past works

as words and lines were the meal

and poetry was the delicious dessert

so, this is when I knew





that I had to avert said course

and also give poetry my voice

for as I live and breathe

and will forever repeat

a journey traveled through serendipity

as I’ll delve constantly into poetry





for the day that poetry spoke to me

arrived for me and made itself

well known to me

a path I never saw coming

is the very moment when life

became poetry





for a time such as this

one of life’s great twists

and a tryst between

me and poetry

a storied love affair

that refuses to depart from me

along with other countless personal events

is why I am called a poet 

PM


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