Adell Foster Poet Free verse

A Silent Oration

What is oration --? To the speechless
As poet the pallet's still whet,
a quill in hand, her word reaches, 
surely the rebel is not dead.
Some thought -- lost was the speechless
tongue, 
And must now beseech her pardon ...
The Artist, lent voice through their eyes
As silent oration un-guised
Traveling in painted words for them,
Reaching the core, feeding it; 
Her pages spoke in volumes heard,
Another mind opens and turned
The canto is quite atractive, 
in comparison's blended prose
Within hearts, as kinships now rose...

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Joseph Spence Sr July 7, 2009 at 3:18 PM This one almost has the characteristics of a sonnet. It certain reads like one. I like the artistic touch in the lines. Hope you are feeling better. Great job! ~Joseph

Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen April 19, 2009 at 12:15 PM This is lovely. I especially like the part where you say, '...the Artist lent voice through their eyes..." I paint, too. So this has special meaning to me as well. God Bless you. Thank you for your comment on my poetry. Love, Dane

Sharon Winter April 16, 2009 at 2:55 PM This is so beautiful. Deeply pensive you must have been when you wrote this. Wonderful poetry. Love, Shar