Poetry

Poetry, is not just The rhyming of some words It’s an expression of a feeling Which a heart shepherds A rhapsody of heart and thought Immersed in joyful bliss Or dashed upon those rocks Of agony’s abyss Pictures made of words Painted by a quill Words that dance and twirl At the penman’s will The fusion of a thought With the gift of soul Emotions that are freed Without any control The sorrow of a heart ache Set in rhythmic prose The rhythm of true love Which, two hearts compose Visions sketched in words For everyone to see Desires and their dreams In hopes that they will be The harmony of lyrics A mind and heart have spawned Set in melodies of verse To which, we all respond BOEMS by JA 413