Isaiah Zerbst Poet Rispetto

The Great Poets

How does a poem have swelling emotion?
How can it reach to the depths of my being?
How can they take just a pitiful notion
Write it with care to a poem that's breathing?
How can mere words form a rhythm of beauty?
How do their tho'ts spark a fire of duty?
Here is the answer, the pen of a master
Gifted to shout or to quietly whisper.

~ For the contest, Poetry About Poetry. Second Place.
~ Written January the ninth, 2013

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Charmaine Chircop February 26, 2013 at 10:24 AM I love the pen when it quietly whispers:)Very classy poem..lovely.and.btw tnks for stopping by.I do love music..I played only guitar in my life but in my dreams i play the pano.When i was young i played the guitar cos i didnt have a piano..Now i have a puano but if i have time it would be only to play the guitar:)Complicated

Debra Squyres January 21, 2013 at 12:05 PM I have found myself asking the same questions over the last few years...we are so blessed to be able to read poetry from some master pens on the Soup... Congrats on your win !!

Skat A January 20, 2013 at 7:13 PM congrats :-) SKAT

Mandy Tams The Golden Girl January 20, 2013 at 11:01 AM Congratulations on your winning spot Isaiah, you really are an excellent poet xx

Heather Ober January 14, 2013 at 5:35 PM You really do have a talent for writing resonating endings. I have no doubt this will be a winner!

Andrea Dietrich January 10, 2013 at 6:57 PM I really DIG this one. I hope it scores high, my friend.

Lori Lucas Mcclure January 9, 2013 at 6:37 PM This is an awesome write!