White Wolf Poet Rhyme

Morning Musings

Poets once spoke with a divine tongue 
Igniting our embers buried down deep 
Touching each soul willing to hearken 
Some having power to make angels’ weep

Cast in their shadows, few poets still write
Our words now differ, the message the same
We speak of love, truth and the majesty of life
Using syntax and wordplay our greatest fame

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Lisa Ricci January 30, 2022 at 4:53 AM Hello White Wolf - It is wonderful to see your name once again. It has been such a very long time. Your entry makes the reader pause. Always do I see beauty and grace within your work. May this day find you well.

Heidi Sands December 18, 2021 at 6:59 AM Well written White Wolf. Keep on writing. I am blocked lately and hope to keep writing more today or sometime soon :)

Joanna Daniel December 18, 2021 at 5:39 AM Hi White Wolf, you have some deep musings here:)