Gershon Wolf Poet Free verse

It's Called Poetry

A blank sheet of paper
  of no special value
covered with your words...

they touch, linger and stay
  betimes heavily weigh
move others to ponder
  the mystery of... of life itself
    ~ or just a quiet day

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Caren Krutsinger January 7, 2021 at 8:09 PM This is prophetically profound and poetical.

Jan Allison January 7, 2021 at 10:37 AM such inspirational lines GW it may be true of your poetry but some may think ... why does Jan bother lol:-) write on:-) Gershon Wolf January 7, 2021 at 6:43 PM Oh, please! Without you, I would be constipated for days! lol. Reading your limericks is better than Ex-Lax for my 'condition.' lol. Thanks, Jan! :) gw

Regina Mcintosh January 7, 2021 at 3:44 AM This is so true... just a empty page graveled with our words... our ideas, thoughts, beliefs... our dreams... wow. I love this. It's very inspiring. God bless you Gershon Gershon Wolf January 7, 2021 at 5:47 PM Thank you for your kind comment, Regina. Light and Joy, Gershon

Bobby May January 7, 2021 at 1:18 AM GW in the 7th live you got two of's not that I never hit the button twice, lol oh ya, GREAT write my friend!! Bobby May January 8, 2021 at 11:34 AM Always GW your my poet buddy always was and always will be! Gershon Wolf January 7, 2021 at 5:41 PM Hey, you're right. Thanks for having my back, Bobby! Peace, Gershon

Evelyn Judy Buehler January 6, 2021 at 8:49 PM Beautifully written, Gershon. That is so true of poetry. Sometimes the words stay with you forever. :=) Gershon Wolf January 7, 2021 at 5:39 PM Thank you for your kindness and your support, Evelyn. Blessings, Gershon