The Benefit Gig
While seeing familiar faces on the morning bus
I wonder how they might benefit from my poem
for I'm sure a poem should benefit the reader.
The day will come, as will peace on Earth,
when I'm able to hand out copies
but at present, I'm the only reader.
I often feel, not only that a poem
should benefit the reader, but also
it should be written for that purpose.
Sadly I am the only reader
but I benefit greatly, almost as much
as I benefit from other people's poetry.
In fact I am a familiar face on the bus
benefitting from a poem. By the faint smile
from the odd face, perhaps others are too.
Belinda Sue Kiser
Wed 31st Jul 2019 18:09
And I must say to this...
Why?
It happens one day
Totally out of the blue.
I came to realize
A poet inside grew.
But life as a poet
Is but a lonely fate.
Your heart on your sleeve
Will make you, sure bait.
So why do I continue
To put these words down?
For my yearning desire
In my soul is deep down.
Yes someone is reading.....?