ODE TO THE POET

ODE TO THE POET

Delivered from the heart
True poetry is born
Clings to life within your mind
As clings a rose’s thorn
~
Loud and boastfully the sound,
Or near silence is the tone
Bringing that of happiness,
Or deep chilling to the bone
~
Pictures that you clearly see
Soft and sometimes bold
Until the trembling of the hand
At long last grows too old
~
They panned the streams of life
And left to us their gold
A lifetime of words undying
In verses that they told.

©
Monty

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