Arthur Vaso Poet Quatrain

Poets Pen

Flower gardens glow in natures grasp
as ink flows to pen
setting free emotions
happiness or disrepair

There will also be the brute
wearing robes of biblical sheep
Fooling not the serene, wisdom shall prevail
Teeth in flesh may draw blood and tears

Triumph comes from wisdom and truth
ignorance, one days runs out of blotters ink
selfish minds  will never swim
the oceans of the human heart

Those who sing dear lullabies
while stealing babies in the night
slavery lives in such darkness
lets illuminate what is gratuitous

When the night falls from the sky
and morning makes its way
enjoy the sunrises tranquility
before silent crimes, murder butterflies

Fall not for soothing evil tongues
of ancient Babylon
violins and lyres
musicians bringing peace to human reverie

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Darren White January 16, 2019 at 12:38 AM Never fall for any tongue, just use yours :)

Vladislav Raven January 12, 2019 at 2:17 PM Hi Arthur, love the content of this write and the message given. I always believe that the poet's pen should sing the joy of the world when it can. We can see through the wolfs clothing most times. I would much rather share your peaceful garden my friend. A wonderful poem. Such strong visions painted by wise words my friend. have a wonderful weekend. your friend always....Mike.

Paul Callus January 12, 2019 at 8:51 AM A pen is a mighty weapon, Arthur; hopefully it will be used to spread good not evil. Your pen shows the way. Regards // paul

Eve Roper January 10, 2019 at 4:21 PM I never a poet til Lucy :) she was my instigator . Besides yourself :)

Carolyn Devonshire January 10, 2019 at 12:26 PM Surely there are those with "soothing evil tongues," sometimes draped in "sheep's clothing," who employ sly means to attack or spread lies. Let's try to hold onto wisdom and truth for they are our best defense from such predators. Excellent message conveyed through many vivid images, Arthur! Hugs, Carolyn

Mystic Rose Rose January 10, 2019 at 5:08 AM Hi Arthur, is this the link you wanted me to listen to. Beau Dommage - Un Incident à Bois-Des-Filion.wmv and if it is how can I get the lyrics to this song. ? Let me know if you find them. I have been looking to no avail

Darren White January 9, 2019 at 10:41 PM I prefer the peacefulness of your garden over the cruelty in the rest of the world, Art.

Jan Allison January 9, 2019 at 3:25 PM Powerfully penned Art, our words in poems and comments can be interpreted or mis interpreted in so many ways, but I don't fall for lies and false praise. :-) hugs Jan xx

Besma Riabi Dziri January 9, 2019 at 1:54 PM Poets pen paints artistically in black and white the colours of the heart.. the flair of an enlightened mind.. the wonders of the soul.. Your ink Arthur, is beautifully penning the dark side of Humanity that can't fool the insightful human hearts.. wonderful poem! Blessings.