I Seek Not Poem by Lazarus Knix
I Seek Not
I’m listening to the crickets singing.
Their songs coax me toward certain directions.
While all ideas of earthly perfections,
Echo through the midnight wood.
I’m listening to the cicadas hiss.
Dark rattlesnakes of the treetops call, yet,
One luminous star I follow instead
I seek not to be understood.
I never chase things parallel-
Straight lines do not suit me well.
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5/24/2024 12:10:42 AM # 1.0.0.1119
this is a really good short poem but you could extend it and make it even better