Once upon a poet…

Like butterflies
they don’t sit still;
They flutter by
for a fleeting moment
and move on with
indifference

Words appear,
conjuring metaphors;
Just as a poem forms
they disappear
leaving behind
vacant lines

If all art
is but self portraiture,
even the written word.
A blank sheet of paper
is the most beautiful poem
I ever wrote

[Inspired by Poetry etc.]

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