Play On Words
Play on Words
On purpose there may be a presumption
About poems and must make an assumption
From me which will be waiting for you and you
Wanting to inspire by reading of mine a few.
On words ours might become a precarious play
Regarding what each poem will try and say
Wanting to display down to last detail
Buoyant boat in the ocean soon starting to sail.
For quite a while you may have been waiting
Wanting incredible moment that is captivating
In our each poem that does deeply impress
Our pleasant peacefulness removing all distress.
Then at times things may be more belligerent
Or possibly could be another inherent intent
In mind which for many have recently meant
To be like an angel from God He just sent.
Thing to do is pray and be able to we must
Look for God's love leaving behind all lust
Now that fingers and pens are nice and limber
Poem can move mountain causing it to tremor.
James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2015
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