Jon Arno Poet Quatrain

The Poet

The Poet

The poet reaches for his pen
a broken heart to bare
To write the words he cannot speak
his deepest thoughts to share...

A well that springs from deep within
cannot be now contained
Emotions trapped for many years
run free and unrestrained...

A teardrop falls upon the page
the ink begins to smear
An avalanche of pouring rain
the words soon disappear...

Jon Arno 2017

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Ilene Bauer May 22, 2017 at 7:19 PM bravo! this says it all and very well, i might add... Jon Arno May 31, 2017 at 2:15 PM Thank you so much Ilene :)

Jan Allison May 22, 2017 at 6:37 PM Absolutely perfect in so so many ways Jon. I can relate to every line. I know I would never have got through the worst 3 years of my life if I hadn't picked up my pen and written my first poem when my hubby had cancer surgery in 2013:-) hugs Jan xx Jon Arno May 31, 2017 at 2:16 PM Thank you so much Jan :)