POETS' FARE

By Leah C. Dancel

My trip to Hunter Valley

24 April 2021

How much I find delight in poetry

With verses not long; one liners are best.

Stanzas are trimmed and cut to simpleness

Devoid of pageantry and pompous words.

I love the ones with landscape thoughts;

A portrait only minds can draw or paint.

Instead of pictures, words are inscribed

Designed to amaze, awe and inspire.

I walk along the trail that poets leave

Their stories, like my own, are found on the road of life.

Some are epics of better and mis-spent days

They give lessons to ponder under this covid mess.

Somewhere in between the lines I'm caught

In a trance lost to a forest of all that I believed

Forgetting the time that passes by

I'm soaked, immersed in words of the poets' fare.

Published at The Diary Files - DX-Lab, State Library of New South Wales 

June 9, 2020