The Heart of a Poet
The heart of the poet bleeds words of the conscious
Strung like beads into a design that is precious
A collaboration of the senses and the mind
To the poet heart. the two are entwined
When the mind begins to see, touch or hear
A feeling may provoke a heartfelt tear
The poet heart may strike a unsettling chord
With the thrust of word-filled sword
Into the core of the one who may read
And begins to sprout a poignant seed
In a heart that that was living blind
Or unsuspectingly to remind
Of the memory of a time long past
The reason why the poet heart’s words are cast
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