Anxiety

Anxiety.

When anxious, it helps me to write or read poems as metrified verses have their unique beauty. White and free verses can be quite unsettling, however, and many authors want them to be. Those are not always welcome. Not as much as bucolic or sacrum. 

A poet once told me a plowed soil is pure poetry. Other told me poetry is a distraction for fools and no verse has ever grown a single flower, while the ground does it without care of wheter it is or not. Its alive, poetry or even is? No thing under the firmament bothers itself, so maybe I shouldnt either. And still I do.

 No played out cope can shout away the swarm today...