Poetry

Poetry can be seen as a work of art;

a gateway to inspiration or meaning, for a start.

Poetry can be humorous, serious or in between.

It can make you say “what does that that mean?”

The verses can rhyme, sing, or mimic any expression.

It can describe violence and fear, as well as depression.

Poetry shows feelings, to make people deem

that some things in this world are not as they seem.

Poetry is there to laugh at, to giggle, to feel and cry

where the writer’s words of passion will never die.

The words can come alive, or are there to confuse,

but in the end it's something everyone can use

Poetry is poetry, even if you ramble;

just take a look at mine for example.

But no matter what, writing can be useful

just dream and create, use it as a tool

… and if you weren’t a fan of my own poetry describing, well, poetry, maybe you’ll enjoy this one instead…

“A Crime Scene”

By: Albert Van Hoogmoed

There's been a murder, a woman was killed,
found in a bathtub, partially filled.

A pair of policemen went into the house
and questioned the poor woman's spouse.

He’d just come home from working all night
and found her like that, a terrible sight.

The younger policeman looked on with dismay.
He'd never forget that terrible day.

He saw the young woman from behind the door
and empty milk cartons all over the floor,

Scattered strawberries, slices of fruit,
and spoonfuls of sugar and honey to boot.

''Who could have done this terrible thing?''
His voice had a horrified, pitiful ring.

'”Just look at the clues,'' replied Sargeant Miller.
'”It looks like the work of a cereal killer.'