Who reads poems these days?!?!

Everyone wants to be a poet, but not many want to read it. 

I think it can be pretty demanding to read poetry because some poems I can just let wash over me but others I have to decipher. 

I think poetry really is a lost art form.  It's so great to write because you can harness all your thoughts and compact them into an intricate bomb that once ignited can explode in peoples' hearts. 

I am most prolific in my poetry when a) I have time to actually write and b) I have strong emotions or visions that I can't shake.  It's been years since I've written something remotely poetic, other than lyrics for a song, until last Saturday when I was at a prayer meeting and felt moved to write some things down.  And here is a portion of that:

I swallowed this seed 

and it's growing, growing,

ever knowing and more than me.

Like a kingdom tree.

My branches sprawl across the cities;

shade for the weary,

wind songs full of melodies.

A forest surrounds me.

All our roots cradling 

and leaves dangling 

but no one sees.

Hardly anyone sees.

We hear the river,

and its rushing waters 

is like a voice that rallies,

sustaining the fibers

of these sons and daughters.

These former seeds.

Til we meet the jagged clouds and 

fulfill our reveries.

That's all I got.  For now.