Poetry cost nothing.
It clears your thoughts.
But even though it's free
It costs more than it ought.
Ideas are free
Just the mental expense
All the notebooks I use
Costing a few pence.
Open Mic nights
Having to pay on the door
Worth every shekel
For a spot on the floor.
But how can
I put a price
On peace of mind
And discovering
An amazing hobby
Where I've found
My own kind?
Dulwich Poet 12th February 2014
(Writing poetry doesn't cost anything, but the payback I get in pleasure, self-esetem -at times!- and just the enjoyment of sharing and listening to other poets is something you simply cannot put a price on)
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