Michael Bell Poet Free verse

A Poet

I have no voice but for these silent words
That fall from thought to the empty page;
As softly as the snow falls to the ground
Or as thunderously as the rain from the storm.

I speak to no one but I speak to all.
Those who listen will find something.
Something to cling to;
Some hope in a dreary world;
Kindness in a time of sadness;
Light for their darkness;
A kindred spirit that holds them close;
A loving parent that lets them go.

I peek into your lives and you peek into mine
And together we find our common ground.
For I am a translator of your dreams,
Guardian of your secrets;
I am - a poet.

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Poet Destroyer A January 14, 2015 at 8:59 PM This is a fine poem Michael, words are the loudest when spoken with a pen. I admire this poem very much... Luv ~LINDA

James Ranahan January 12, 2015 at 11:18 PM This is why we come here, your sound, your images, your sensitivity to life and language. Thank you. Jim Michael Bell January 13, 2015 at 9:52 PM Thank you very much for your insightful comment, Jim. I appreciate your thoughts. Michael

Dorian Petersen Potter January 12, 2015 at 11:01 PM Very nice verse Michael! Truly enjoyed dear friend .A 7 from me! Have a nice day! :) Love and hugs! xxoxoxx D.^0^