Offering to my fellow poets

OFFERING TO MY FELLOW POETS
by Albert Russo

appeared in Aquill relle 

a scathing review
should not cast you in a trance
tho your blood cries out

are you stuck with words?
then string them around your neck
they will set you free

whatever they say
remember Kipling's advice
about self-control

a drop of honey
a taste of eternity
wrapped in syllables

thanks to the haiku
you can recreate the world
or leave not a trace

before man could speak
he knew poetry
by intuition

foreign relations
is the language one uses
when love has no place

like ships in the night
like clouds shredding in the blue
like your closing heart

the boat is sinking
but who thinks of the havoc
wrought in the ocean

travel to the stars
with your bag of memories
and earth's illusions

in desperation
let dreams carry you away
they'll color your pain