Poets' Corner
Young they are ...
Thoughts rushing
Words, now in play.
Penned preenly between the lines...
Thoughts set down
Words, meaning more than they say.
Spoken dreams not yet uttered...
Thoughts cascade
Words, set in a certain way.
Life, Love, Nature, and Truth...
Thoughts aflow
Words, in rhythmic array.
Their voices heard through the eyes...
Thoughts concise
Words, to spend this day.
Oh, to keep the harmony...
Thoughts revealed
Words, the Poets' trade
Copyright © Dan Cwiak | Year Posted 2015
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