Muse
To find a poem, stay close to home, no need for magic, nor cause to roam
If closing eyes and knowing this...the wonders of poetic bliss
Are close at hand, within the air...a poem resides most anywhere
Within a friend, a morning sun, when life is fair, or just hum-drum
It's everywhere, in someone's eye, a tear, or in a lullaby
It's you and me, it's everyone, the ordinary day gone by
A poem is like a tiny rose that starts new life, so tightly closed
But given life, it opens wide, and takes you on a carpet ride
Where magic words come from your soul, a part of you, you've always known
Above the moon, beyond the stars, is not required from the start
A poem is always there inside, the part you share, a piece of heart
_____________________________________
For Contest: Ars Poetica
Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2014
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment