Promptitude
Oh yes, a window,
there always seems to be
nearby, a window,
so, onward, lucidly.
Perhaps that window
looks from the second floor
and such a window
reveals a little more.
But you, dear poet,
have not the only one
and now, poor poet,
your job has just begun.
To write, a poet
requires poetic eyes.
Alas, good poet,
that’s where the challenge lies.
Phil Huffy writes early and often at his kitchen table, casting a wide net as to form and substance. His work has appeared in dozens of journals and anthologies, including Schuylkill Valley Review, Eunoia, Pangolin, Orchards Poetry, The Lyric, and several haiku publications.
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