Silent Poet
“ SILENT POET ENCLOSED RHYME “
PEN DANCED ACROSS WAITING PAPER, WORDS FLOWED SMOOTHLY AS FINE WINE
EVERY DETAIL MAGNIFIED, SO CAREFULLY THOUGHT OUT
AS IF HE FOUND A SECRET, THE WORLD COULD NOT LIVE WITHOUT
LIKE A SCRIPTURE CARVED IN SOLID STONE, UNTIL THE END OF TIME
HE SPENT ALL HIS TIME WRITING ALONE, HARDLY HAD A FRIEND
THE DAYS WERE ALL THE SAME, HE RARELY SAW THE SUN
WHEN A POEM WAS FINISHED, ANOTHER JUST BEGUN
TALKED ONLY TO HIMSELF, IN WEIGHTED WORDS HE COULD DEPEND
YEARS FLEW BY TOO QUICKLY, HIS WORK STACKED ON A SHELF
FATE GREETED HIM WITH DIGNITY, A WARMING IN HIS CHEST
A SMILE FOUND HIS WRINKLED FACE, HE HAD GIVEN LIFE HIS BEST
A LIFETIME WORTH OF WORDS, NEVER READ BY ANYONE ELSE
HE PONDEREDED FOR A MOMENT, LAYED DOWN HIS TRUSTY PEN
STARING AT THE NOTEBOOK, FEELING ITS LAST WORD
LIKE SO MANY OTHERS, NEVER TO BE HEARD
HE WOULDN’T NEED IT ANYMORE, HE’D NEVER WRITE AGAIN
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