To be a poet

Poetry vines crawling

along veins entangling limbs

Format bones ideas flash

behind eyes sparks to light the room

Singing electric phrases ripping along neurones

like motorcycles X-rays highlight art

etched into spinal column


33 words Β© Robert Vella

Authors’ note: The Poet Robert Vella wrote this poem for me.


When you have stories, you always have your family. They will always be your priority. Your responsibility. And a writer… a writer writes. And he does it even when he’s not appreciated.. or respected… or even loved. He simply bears up,.. and he does it… because he’s writer.