Nature Is Our Greatest Poet

She could write much better poems than this one...

Howdy.

You folks know by now that I like to spice things up with a poem every once in a while. I’m conscious I suck at poetry, so I have no standards for myself when it comes to this form. For me, writing poetry is a fun little pastime, not accompanied by the inevitable anxieties of beginning a new piece of prose.

This was something I wrote when I was bored one afternoon. I have a hunch it’ll make you smile.

Cheers!

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I’m not one to wax poetic

about the many mysteries

accompanying this gift of life.

I don't know much 

about love, or death, or childhood.

I’m just a guy writing a blog.

But when my cat comes up to me

and purrs

while stretching in a perfect arc,

I can’t help but think

that while I suck at poetry,

luckily,

nature doesn’t.

Nature is our greatest poet,

because she’s reliable.

Count on her to create

the same beautiful thing

again and again,

with slight variations, yes,

a good poet is never boring,

but essentially

the same beautiful thing,

each time.

A cat is a cat is a cat,

beautifully,

reliably,

each time.

Like my writing? Feed some hungry kids!

By the way, not all poets use words. Here’s a song composed by my brother-in-law that I like to listen to when I write. You can find him on Youtube at BOTECH.

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