ZEN Bitchin'

The Point of Poetry

For you who do not see
The point of poetry,
I offer these few lines,
With lovely words,
And possibly, a melody

To touch your heart,
The way sometimes art
Plays with our senses
And reminds us
That we’re all a part

Of life, and its poetry–
Its chaos and symmetry:
Like how your cheeks
Are bisected by commas
That appear magically

Every time you smile
With no pretense or guile,
Like how your beauty
Gave birth to this poem–
Line by delicious line.

You may not always see
The point of poetry,
But what many don’t know
As it is often unnoticed,
Is there doesn’t have to be:

Poetry is poetry.

For JZ
Phnom Penh, 2009
Copyright Michael P. De Guzman