As Poetry Should Be

Who knows, maybe he could be, maybe she, some-

one though, someone who sits after breakfast, or

Perhaps before, drinking their first cup of coffee, let’s

Say, or a second or a third should they have the time,

Sipping their brew as they read, reading some poetry,

Poetry on line, and who knows, maybe he or she sip-

ping their coffee, runs across a piece written simply

About seasonal change, one where the poet describes

Digging deep into the closet for that winter coat which

Moths may have been snacking on out of season. Wow!—

He or she, sipping coffee sends a review back to the

Poet about their poetry—I love this poem. It reminded

Me of home and how you switch out all the clothes and

Everything else when you get ready for winter. So, he

Or she, sipping coffee in the morning reading poetry on

Line is reminded of making ready for season’s change.

And the poet on the other end of the line, sipping his

Or her morning coffee as well, answers with a thank you.

I’m glad you could relate. Now that is how poetry should

Be, if you were to ask he or she, not for sure, but perhaps,

Maybe. Or, it could be that he or she in the afternoon

Happens to be sipping tea. In either case, it happens to be

A true story.

Chris Hanch  9-16-15