Par Excellence
...for Robert Frost
Simple words, and simply said,
uttered with such grace, the poet's token;
nature's fables for the heart and soul
so eloquently spoken;
for animals and flowers
tenderness and love are manifest,
they echo through his verses,
the consequence of art put to the test.
He speaks of lives in union, shared joys
and sorrows all to each their part;
and of how to toil alone as all must do,
whether they work together or apart;
of things macabre and ghostly,
conceived to send a shiver up your spine;
of toil and tribulation out in the pasture,
'midst scrub oak and pine.
A man of simple living,
his poems and their meaning shall attest;
a lyricist par excellence,
may songbirds serenade him at his rest.
Copyright © Keith Bickerstaffe | Year Posted 2012
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