Just The Poet

I’m just the poet;
A real simple man.

Humble disquiet
Pours forth,
From hand.

None there
Dare read me;

Nor me,
Understand.

I’m just a poet,
With words
In my pen.

No one
Reads poetry!

Lest, the poet
Be dead.

Somewhere,
Someone,
Sometime had said.

Well…
This one’s
A short one.

Not at all long.

By the time
You are here,
It’s done!

I’m gone.

©2014, Marvin Welborn
Revised 22 May 2014. Revised 7 August 2014. 20 September 2014. 28 September 2014.