Poetry
The strangeness of your words
Foreign not in origin but in order
These words speak to me
Yet these words evade my understanding
Poetry you say, but they do not rhyme
Their beauty not defined by their meaning
They reach the heart and mind
Words never spoken or uttered
A boring song they would make
But a great spell they have cast
Their origin known, destination unknown
Who do you write for, if not yourself
Yet I have been inspired
Powerful are these words
Powerless am I
Copyright © Wayland Bunch | Year Posted 2013
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