Ann Cantu Poet Rhyme

Poetry Is

Poetry is always here 
I have no need to show it
It’s in the sultry autumn air 
In the silent place my soul is.

It’s in the dappled sunlight 
Filtered by naked trees
In a sweet crisp apple bite
Firm against my teeth.

Poetry is best kept brief 
Oft’ times best unspoken 
As in a maple’s fading leaf
Lax beauty is but token.

Lips close to words’ delight 
While warmth cedes to change 
Poets know this never dies
Fast under blanketed weight.

In different dawn’s new life
Poetry comes again 
With quickened pulse arise
Lighting sun’s glow within.


ARC, 10/29/2024

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Timothy Ray August 10, 2026 at 3:13 PM Ahhhhh my blessed friend Ann "Poets know this never dies" and that we do for the quills will not be denied by merely time when they are ageless....love this and understand the quiet time....it is why I converse with you Timothy Ray September 8, 2026 at 4:20 PM The muse at times has long vacations....which is fine with me Ann Cantu September 8, 2026 at 10:52 AM Thanks for reading and commenting again Tim. I’m glad you’ve returned. I haven’t quite yet. But I’m getting there… Maybe? Much love always.