Arthur Vaso Poet Free verse

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No Words

No words


Where there are tears
There are no words

Where there is music
There are no words

Where there is painting
There are no words

Where there is love
There are no words

Where there is passion
Words run and hide

Where there is sadness
There are no words

Where there is poetry
The poet attempts justice to the word

Where there are tears
The poet mystically appears

Where there is death
There are words

Proclaiming dominance to all before
Music art and philosophy

For not all are artists and musicians
All we have left are words and sorrows

How so very sad
And so very absurd

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Darren White January 2, 2017 at 1:10 AM My mouth has no words, my thoughts do, my tongue twists words, my mind never does. My words are colourful little specs in the air, my finger arrange them.We have words and sorrows. Our words are so often just words, and nothing more. But your poetry is so much more.

Andrea Dietrich December 2, 2016 at 9:31 PM wow, Arthur. This is incredible. One of your very best , my friend. I like Nette's assessment, Mind blowing. FAVE Arthur Vaso December 6, 2016 at 9:23 AM You are so kind Andrea, Thank you!

Nette Onclaud December 2, 2016 at 4:14 PM mind blowing; i have no words left, arthur... huggs Arthur Vaso December 6, 2016 at 9:22 AM Thank you Nette, much appreciated! :)

Alexis Y. December 2, 2016 at 3:44 PM Hi Arthur, As always you tend to write deep writes to meditate on.And I must say sometimes silence is the most authentic voice.A without a doubt seven and a fav:-) Alexis Arthur Vaso December 6, 2016 at 9:22 AM Thank you so much Alexis! Hugs!

Phyllis Babcock December 1, 2016 at 7:07 PM Sometimes no words are needed. Enjoyed reading this poem. love phyl Arthur Vaso December 6, 2016 at 9:21 AM Thanks so much Phyllis!

Chris Green November 30, 2016 at 6:15 AM Love this one Arthur. It says so very much. I especially liked the lines, "Where there is poetry The poet attempts justice to the word Where there are tears The poet mystically appears" Nicely done Arthur Vaso December 6, 2016 at 9:20 AM Thanks Chris, much appreciated!

Charmaine Chircop November 30, 2016 at 2:34 AM Sometimes the deepest of our emotions are indeed find in silence...No words spoken...Loved your poem...And I agree. Arthur Vaso December 6, 2016 at 9:19 AM Thank you Charmaine! :) :)

White Wolf November 29, 2016 at 10:08 PM You'll get no argument here! I love that 'Where there are tears, The poet mystically appears.' A great poem. Arthur Vaso December 6, 2016 at 9:18 AM Thank you very much!

Tim Smith November 29, 2016 at 9:35 PM I love this Arthur. Arthur Vaso December 6, 2016 at 9:18 AM Thanks Tim, might have a sequel soon!