Where is there a Poem?

Where is there a poem?

Is it in the mind?

Is it in the heart?

It could be experiences one has seen

or places one has been

In ones vast memory store

The seeds are there

gently shaken about

but hard to get out

on paper with flair

One by one the thoughts line up

The pen writes down

the words are found

The theme laid bare

and formed with care

the sentences stretch out

upon the line

The jumble now smooth

one reads it through

and emotions rise

and feelings feel

The poem is there,

the poem is where,

There is a poem.

Michaella Lazarus

January, 2016