Poetry
Words creating worlds of hope,
Unseen until the gentle touch,
of thoughts wind from I to eye,
Then set ablaze in reality and hope
A vision, a song, a heart.
I write to bring a smile,
Words to divide a heart and mind,
Words that become minds music,
Words speaking of victory,
Words of quest and con quested thoughts,
I write to bring a tear,
Words that reach into the past,
Shining forgiveness and healing rays,
Reflecting on past days and deeds,
Releasing their pain saving souls freed.
I write to bring ,
Not take, or steal or sell,
a life stream always there,
always new replenishing fresh,
The words taken in, become your flesh
T Poe
October 3, 2002
Words
Words smile and cry
Words they laugh and smirk
Words may dance and sing
But words love work
Their work to bring
Carrying loft, base and mundane
Driving taxi cab insane
Babble and cry, accented why
to rescue and save
Ee’n darkest of knave
then condemn justly and die
Disappearing into dust
forever lost.
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