Poetry Appreciation
By Adam Freed
Why a poem? And a sonnet too?
What makes you special?
Why analyze you?
I might inquire, I'll give it a try:
You sing babes to sleep,
Such a soft lullaby.
Is it merely the meaning you hold?
Symbol and imagery,
Symbol and imagery,
Enigmas untold.
Or the fantasy contained within,
A pillar-like maze,
Stacket up end-to-end?
Alas! Alack! None will suffice.
The answer my friend,
Is in this advice:
Writing a poem is giving to others,
So go off and write one,
For someone to discover.
