Wherever Petals Fall Poem by Paul Brookes

Wherever Petals Fall

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She asked if I wrote it in the morning,
actually contemplating toast.
a Buddha made of toast, I wonder,
bread of heaven but I digress,
well spread the butter at least on the toast.

was it a poem about poetry?
when you write poetry it's just poetry.
thoughts that zoom super sonic,
from brain, to hand, to paper.
she said 'I think is more about the author
and his process than anything else.'

we inform every poem we write,
are its essence, I replied,
the poem is us we are the poem.
so all poems are about us
or the world and where we fit in

poetry is about me and you us and them
it is our perception from where we view
maybe theblossoms falling on your garden
are different from those in mine.
but they are blossoms, nevertheless, from the same tree.

Sunday, June 14, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: poetry
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