How to Write a Poem

Go all the way back
To the very first perceptions
When every pore was opened
To the world as it was, is
Every sight and sound and
Emotion that hung in the air
When all those adults were around
Name that
Those things you once saw and felt
Before long learning told you
That no such things existed
Nothing of the kind was possible

Copyright 2016

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