Poetry Is A Vehicle

Poetry has been a saviour to me

Spent a lifetime just trying to survive

To explore deep down, never had the time

To discover what's hiding inside

Unearthed an exciting, brand new world

That I've only begun to explore

Poetry is the vehicle on which I now ride

Opening intriguing new doors

Providing journeys to exotic places

To experience for the very first time

A whole new world not previously known

Residing deep down in my mind

Never been known as a philosopher type

'Hands on' has always described me

Words are now just clamouring to get out

Fingers are flying cross the keys

So poetry writing has set this guy free

Allowing what's inside to emerge

Providing my soul with a daily platform

On which to satisfy my urge