The Invisible Poet
She scribbles her lines as fast as she can
Hoping that someone will read
She writes of love and broken hearts
Til her fingers begin to bleed
She empties her soul from the inside out
To show there's nothing to hide
She wipes away the stains on the paper
From all of the tears she's cried
She leaves a poem in the corner booth
As she moves to the table nearby
She watches in silence as the waitress reads
And a tear falls from her eye
She leaves the cafe for another destination
Once again to write with her soul
She begins to write of a far away place
That her mind alone can go
She watches the people as they read her words
And their emotions as they show it
The words on the paper was written in red
And signed, the invisible poet
Copyright © Larry Belt | Year Posted 2010
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