
A meta- poet who writes about the art
Who wonders if we need a special gift
A better poet who writes from their deep heart
A problem is the first line where we start
Do not try to make that writing swift
A meta- poet who writes about the art
In my mind the little fishes dart
I try to focus on the ones bereft
A better poet who writes from their own heart
In live writing there’s no graph or chart
No wondering whether we go right or left
A meta- poet who writes about the art
There’s little to be gained by being smart
We need slowness though we must be deft
A better poet who writes from their own heart
Slowly we combine the warp and weft
The sentences of God are hard to match
A meta- poet who writes about the art
A better poet, a universal heart
