It's Only Words

For as long as there are feelings

Empty canvases and brain cell energy from within

I will extract words and pull together something

I am sure as the day is long

That I cannot write something totally new

Or not already expressed by a fellow artist

What I may lack in proper composition

Or lean on in poetic license

I don’t follow rules and etched in guidelines

Or compose from social pressure

I don’t always rhyme

Sometimes I mix

And I don’t allow standard style to tuck me in

I laugh at my typos

How I can write like nobody’s business

But can’t spell worth a dime