Poetry has me in its possession.
She is surely my obsession.
Because of her, I find the time to rhyme –
or at no worse, write verse.
I love the play of written words,
I’ve been smitten by their allure. They are pure
and precise, they sound rather nice
strung together to construct these thoughts
that drive me insane. I’ve had a few loves
in my life and I am rife with their passion.
And somewhere in between lives my obsession.
I poem for the sake of it, and make no mistake,
it has me under its spell! I may as well!
© Copyright Walter J Wojtanik – 2014
POETIC ASIDES APRIL P.A.D. – DAY 11: STATEMENT