The Awakening
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Poets paint pictures
with a witty brush and a pallet of expressive words.
Drawing emotions, they color outside the lines
and scribble thoughts onto the page.
A wordsmith's craft imbues the poet
with the ability to let the reader feel, touch, smell, and see what
the words are conveying; beyond merely hearing them.
Without poets and poetry,
words are only splashes of ink on the page,
slipping into oblivion without making a sound.
But a poet writes words in an elusive abstract dialect,
like the crying strings of a violin
or the thump of a broken, beating heart;
supplying the catalyst that sparks further thought.
You cannot glean hope from fantasies,
and so, a poet's muse speaks of life
with words that echo hope,
in the empty spaces between the lines.
It takes a poet to pen the ambiance
that allows the reader to feel the raw intensity of words,
refined for their nuances and meaning.
Poetry explores truths and taboos openly
for the perusal of the world;
doors are left ajar;
windows cracked, and closets aired out,
as feelings form around the poet's pen.
All this and more awaits the reader,
once contact is made, and the awakening begins.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2020
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