what is a poet, if not

one who must seek

the impossible, who

must search for

poetry Eldorado?

his mind must fly up

into the blue, to gather

riches there, skyborne

word fish that can be knit

into beguiling sonnets,

lyrical villanelles and

epic heroic sagas,

but then what becomes

of such treasures once

the tellings and the times

have long passed into dust,

do they become the new

Camelot, the new Avalon,

mystical verses avidly sought

but never found, destined

to haunt and tantalize

yet another generation

or minnows that fly

back into the clouds

 

© Graham R Sherwood 12/24