Killing Poetry.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

art is simply
the flow of feeling
that you try
to catch with a brush
or a pen,

it if freely flowing
like a river
cool like dawn
scented like perfume
and you
to be an artist simply
flows with it
without having to hold
with anything
to restrain or hinder
your soul

our fault is,
and that is also my
fault,
i theorize, i philosophize,
and i exhort, and preach
and analyze,

to the extent that
i too, killed poetry.