Silver Thread
The plight of a poet's words
having no one to read
With our souls full of emotions
needing to be freed
It's our duty to show others a
world through our eyes
Breathing truth into subjects
doing away with the lies
Where the ocean kisses the
tan sandy shores
Anything sounds seductive
with well placed metaphors
Beauty in the words so that
they can loudly speak
Or as they softly murmur
as listeners they seek
All along just wanting to
be read and appreciated
While admiring the beauty with
their meanings well debated
Spring, fall, summer, and winter
all gorgeous seasons
Describing each spectacular
one's way to be teasin
So let's ride upon the
moonbeams brilliant glow
Listen how echos bounce
off planets in perfect flow
Using our words of poetry
to be descriptively read
Showing how we weave
words with silver thread
6/18/2020
Copyright © Brenda Chiri | Year Posted 2020
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