Tim B Poet Quatrain

Inn Drawers

I am full of love, and encouragement wrapped into one
In here I rest silently, waiting to be found by lost sons
Trapped and dusty forgotten lore, I wait to espouse
What no one should not know, especially the louse

Whispering winds of the desert, you can almost feel them
flowing through me, stories of great deeds and freedom
So many illusions dispelled, so many fortunes told
Long ago in my troubled times, yet in yours, ten fold

Here I am wasting away with so much to give
A heart, a hand, a way for you to truly live
Encrypted not with a key, not for you who lodges,
I'll turn none of you away, not even the maharahjas.

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James Fraser July 21, 2011 at 3:44 PM Yep, so many of these blighters in Inn Drawers if I am reading this correctly. Fine poetry Tim, thanks for sharing and many thanks for your kind words :) Tim B July 21, 2011 at 5:50 PM Well, I am not sure, what's a blighter? LOL :) My meaning isn't really important though, it's always what the reader takes home with them that is, thanks James and i'm glad you enjoyed it.

Nette Onclaud July 21, 2011 at 3:08 AM oh, tim... you clinched this disarming piece with a power-packed last line... invigorating to say the least..:) huggs, nette Tim B July 21, 2011 at 12:25 PM Thanks nette, you are too kind :)

Poet Destroyer A July 20, 2011 at 11:01 PM Tim , thank you for sharing! Interesting and uplifting.. enjoyed your poem,, have yourself a wonderful and blessed day,..p.d. Tim B July 21, 2011 at 12:26 PM Glad you enjoyed it, and a wonderful blessed day to you as well!