Poetry should distil perception
And describe all views simply
And without deception
Or complexity.

But some is so wordy as to confound.
Stop trying to be beautiful
And say simply what you feel.
In as few words as is reasonable.

Say it as it is as you feel.
Not what you imagine I might be impressed by.

Cut to the cold heart of what you’re thinking.
To the still thing within and give it voice,
Succinct and with meaning,
Thought upon.

There’s no flowery image there.
Merely grey breezeblocks
That make a rough estimate.
That’s the best you can hope for.
And good luck in having it understood.



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