Poetry

Contemporary poetry is something
for which I have no understanding.
Does it have rhyme? No. Reason? I'd better guess yes.

But maybe I'm dense, or just not
deep-thinking enough
to follow the winding paths laid by poets.

They seem to meander as a child would
from innocent thought to inspired imagination,
the end result a tale few comprehend.




Even my ironic attempt at poetry here seems two things at once: Thrown together so sloppily it laughs in my amateur face; and, conversely, presented in such a flowy, pretentious, truth-of-the-matter way that it works.

Don't get me wrong. I'm not trying to degrade poetry or poets; it's simply that I don't know enough about it to fully understand it. Plus I have to admit, I really don't read (or enjoy) poetry often, and I know that gives me little credible reason to discuss it.

But what about you? What do you think of poetry?