Do I count?

What am I?

Am I allowed to be free?

He writes that people will give me an interpretation, but how many?

Or maybe I have none who's to say.

Regardless let’s go on this adventure, up and away!

 

What has poetry taught him?

He writes that different views can be seen, and justified at that.

On just a piece of paper, covered in eloquent ink splat.

 

But why did he write me, what’s the point?

Perhaps he wrote me to not be in debt

And doesn't know much about this artistic subset.

But wait he wants to step back.

What am I about, do I need to rhyme?

Surely not but it gives me some chime.

 

He writes that many use it to express themselves

Claims it’s true

But I’m something different, am I unique and new?

Do I need such mystery around me like some writedown?

Or will having meaning upfront give readers a frown?

Lose its value?

Shunned by poets as a disgrace?

 

How long do I need to be, do I have a limit?

Do I need to be meaningful, appealing or vivid?

A poem, what am I?

 

So many questions but no clear answers.

Where was he going with this?

He has lost track, and also some rhythm.

Oh I’m sure you’ll figure it out

But try not to dwell on it.

 

What an adventure

I started off bad but now I’m better.

But this is the end.

Of someone's thought,

A humans best friend.

 

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