why a poet?

why a poet?
because a poet
hears the words
which sing the
purest harmonies
because a poet
paints their portraits
in pastels
of phrases
because a poet
dances their agonies
into leaps of faith
and pirouettes
of passion
because a poet
sees
the beauty
in the commonplace
and captures
the moment
in a snapshot
of ink and white
because a bloodless world
cuts itself
a thousand times

and the poet bleeds

Author's Note

For my friends here and around the world on World Poetry Day.

Reviews

[Jimmy Yetts]

Exceptional, Joel.
Those last four lines are magnificent; stand as a stunning poem, on their own.
Amazing, bro!

[Valentine]

Lovely write, Nice to read. Valentine

[Renée]

Such a lovely piece, to commemorate World Poetry Day.. Beautiful Work !

[Joel M Frye]

Thanks for stopping by for a read, Renee.

[Renée]

Was a pleasure.

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~~ wow... ~~ you're a brilliant poet, monsieur jewel... ~~ i haven't come across a poem that articulates a poet's raison d'être so perfectly... and with so much heart... this "snapshot of ink and white" is overwhelming...

[Joel M Frye]

As always, you are much too kind to me, mlle. serah. Blessings upon you.

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~~ not at all... ~~ i truly love the way you write... ~~ and thank you... ~~ i send you my best... :)

[Ana D S M]

Poetic excellence. You've captured our hearts with this.

[Joel M Frye]

Glad you enjoyed it, Lilith.