Humans have used art for centuries to express ideas that are hard to communicate directly and somehow better understood indirectly. Artists have messages to share but they leave room for other’s to grasp at the meaning. Poetry is one way to share a piece of what makes you who you are. Here is a poem I wrote, do you know what I am trying to say?

What Has Already Been Said by Iesha DeLesline

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The Earth is beautiful

What an understood concept

How can I say it in a brand new way?

The Earth is full of bugs and squirrels

Little creepy things that bite

Our hills are so green and

The trees send vapor up high

The clouds are formed, and water falls

Who made the Earth?

Who dreamt it up?

Was it you?

Twas not I, I say!

Maybe the dust

Has hands, perhaps a mind

And by itself it decided

What to make

Bang Bang Boom Boom

Change Change Vroom Vroom

And thus the beaut was formed

No mind to design

No purpose for the honey bee

No rights or wrongs for you and for me

So let’s die, let’s fight

And scratch our way to the top

Mother lied when she said unto me

There is a time for everything,

A reason for the season

And all things connect seamlessly

I’ll go in disbelief

Beauty has no maker

Love doesn’t exist outside our minds

I’ll get what I want

Without consequence

What else can I seek to gain?

I tried to live such a life

But then I saw the seed

Plant into the ground and grow a tree

It’s fruit fell

And it’s seed replanted

Perfect food for you and for me

This tree toils for others

It’s fruit sweet and free

Then I looked up

And saw the stars

Their light brightening the dark night

Watching over us

Until a new day arrives

A message…a plan?

I’ve got to believe

There is something

My heart,

It aches to find what hides

Behind the veil of invisibility

A love, a yearn

for who and what

The Great Master is

Nonsensical, I call

the theory of our day

Seed needs ground, and ground the seed

Dirt needs Life, and Life is He