Poetry In Mind
Poetry in Mind
These lines from budding poet; look you!
They build in me a phantom castle,
Chosen words to each other a buttress,
A linking arch, a quoin of meaning,
Picking out the eternal essence of life.
Mark how this phrase prepares the way
For another; one word pregnant with memory
Giving birth to another with equal claim
To my inspection; cadences of phrase and
Verse nurturing my emotions in their turn
This word is the key to childhood,
Unlocking dusty rooms of my mind, stirring
Clouds of the past that settle, revealing
Doors that open into the present moment,
In anticipation of new memories, future promise.
That word sings to me, like music
Insinuating itself into the depths of my
Mind; into the lacy web of connections
Between cells, where it finds electrochemical resonance,
Songline to my being, cantata of joy.
Look you! Listen to the poet’s voice,
Hear their wisdom, read their flowing lines;
Let them seep into the very fabric
Of your mind, there to shape you
And give expression to sadness and joy.
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