THE POETS POEM

A poem can not be devoid of experiences,
It can not escape the poet to which it is bound.
It is but a mirror reflecting life,
Capturing the picture of an individual.

A poem’s contents hold the poet’s experiences.
To which no poet can escape its bound.
The writer can only express its own life.
The poet and its poem are but one individual.

If one removes the poet it removes the poem.
Every thought, every joy, and everything,
Paint but the picture of the author’s life.
A poem can not be devoid of its owner.

For its owners ’ ideas and life write the poem.
Words mean nothing without the author’s everything.
But it is life that makes a poem come to life.
A poem is the refuge of the owner.

A tale of which has been seen.
A cascade of emotions,
A life well spent,
Or a life full of regrets. 

A poem is the story of what the author has seen.
You can not separate the poet’s emotions.
You can not erase the two without one being spent.
Nor would we want to read something we could not reflect.

Jessica Railsback