I don't write poems
I don't write poems
You could most likely, most certainly, already tell that from the title
I'm not a poet, nor a writer, and if asked to defend Shakespeare, I wouldn't be much of a fighter
Yet here you are, reading this poem, reading the pixels that form words; that form thoughts; that form feeling and emotion
So how does this poem exist, then, if I don't write poems?
I read a poem one day
A poem that spoke, a poem that poked at me in a way that no other poem dared spoke or poked
A poem that bloomed colors of red, orange... yellow, green.... blue, purple...
A poem that, unlike me on that day, did not squirrel away and did not sway to say
I'M GAY
And suddenly, I understood. What poetry meant.
Poetry isn't ostentatious observations that elegantly and eloquently convey a elevated designation of education
Poetry is words. Thoughts. Feeling and emotion.
Two words I would not dare say to the world, yet I could scream them to the world
And no one would know, because I wrote them on paper.
But I don't write poems.
In fact, you are not reading a poem, but a snapshot of myself at this current time:
9:09 on the 18th of June. As a waxing gibbous whines, not yet a full moon,
The snapshots captures the words, thoughts, feeling and emotion that I feel at this very moment, usually hidden to all, are here, right here on this snapshot.
Although, this shot did not happen in a snap,
But was developed over 16 laps around the sun that are too difficult to recap
So I don't write poems
I'm not a poet, nor a writer, and for writing? Not much of a fighter.
But I am a photographer.
And this is my snapshot.
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