Poems Burn If They Will
Poems burn if they will;
A night to please fire, eyes
Madly dancing,
For he must just now
Own his old ideas
In some new way;
Compost the food of a star
For freedom.
Fragile and crisp,
They burned if they did.
Capricious and madcap,
He wrote on and on.
Sometimes, obtained relief
Through divine ordination
Sometimes a girl said
Just her smile, growing
Another star
In his backyard.
It will shine if it will.
Poems burn if they will;
A night to please fire, eyes
Madly dancing,
For he must just now
Own his old ideas
In some new way;
Compost the food of a star
For freedom.
Fragile and crisp,
They burned if they did.
Capricious and madcap,
He wrote on and on.
Sometimes, obtained relief
Through divine ordination
Sometimes a girl said
Just her smile, growing
Another star
In his backyard.
It will shine if it will.