Daily Prompt – Survival.

Every now and then

With every grip of the pen

I’m reminded of the art form

That is poetry.

An art shunned

In relative environments

A point of view

I liken to saw dust

Protruding on my shoulder,

I brush it off.

The survival of poetry

Has gone beyond the days

Of the achromatic overlay,

Painting pictures with words

Naturally with cross-over ability

Colorful ideas are portrayed.

With my mind and pen in hand

I fight to close the generation gap

To show otherwise indifferent individuals.

That the art is

By no means

Dead.

– Original-Dante ©2016

Photograph by: BenHeine

Daily Prompt – Survival