Poetry is life
Like life, it is sometimes fat and over-gorged
Like life, it is sometimes lean and starving
Like life, it sometimes rhymes
But that is only simile
Simile is not reality
Reality is metaphor
Metaphor is life
Like life, it has to mean something
Like life, it has rhythm, pace, and resonance
Like life, it sometimes rhymes
But this one doesn’t rhyme
And it may not really mean something
And it certainly isn’t reality
So, poet, you don’t know life!
And life is poetry
So you really don’t know poetry

Profound and witty at the same time. Good to know that I know neither life nor poetry. π
I really don’t know for sure that you don’t. It is said, “The beginning of wisdom is recognizing that you don’t really know anything.” π
That means we both know that we don’t know. π
It sounds like Joni Mitchell’s song about clouds, love and life. “I guess I really don’t know life at all.” Keith
Yes, thank you for reminding me I don’t know anything at all about love… or clouds either for that matter. π
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