Reflections: The last time I wrote poetry

The last time I was a poet
I believe I was 19
I think
Open eyed and foolish thoughts
no filter expressed
on felt
fountain
rolling to
pen point
of no
return
to
sender
where lines held judgment
hand
heart
discourage
over
read lines
that spelled inner mentions
killed in midwest fields
with intentions deemed best
for business

The first time I wrote poetry
age
7 or 8
rhymes leap to me like
daughter to their fathers arms
with love in hand
pouring out
sweetly on paper
no schemes needed
punctuations had no home here
just words roaming freely
like buffalo