There Is a Pride In Poetry

There is a 
joy in 
jumping, 
only the 
Monkeys 
can tell,
they have 
a tie with 
trees that 
makes 
their spirit 
swell.
Their bond 
with 
Bananas is 
a tale of 
timeless 
duet,
if only 
monkeys 
could tell 
what 
makes 
their heart 
so high.

There is a 
pride in 
poetry, 
only poets 
truly know,
they have 
a way with 
words, 
what a gift 
in glow.
Enslaving 
men's 
emotion 
with 
exquisite 
expression,
yet no pen 
or paper 
can display 
their 
deepest 
passion.

Poets are a 
way-word 
world, 
whirling in 
wisdom,
having 
fixed 
fashions 
with 
fragrance 
of freedom.
The earth 
is theirs to 
plough, 
play and... 
pleasure,
with wild 
words: 
milk from 
a muse 
without 
measure.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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