What Poetry Means To Me

Poetry is a mark that slowly fades;
Marks which turn pages from yesterday's shades.
Poetry finds the expression of a lasting imprint;
Ever the Davidic songs share a shimmering glint.
The age of fruit of a pen does tell a maid.
Behind the ink comes a flint.
Without charades.
Words like these are privileged sent.
And words find wells
From the ink to the hearts of swell.
October 23 2016
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Watt Avatar
July 27, 2020 at 7:17 PM
I love the line "Poetry finds the expression of a lasting imprint", also the reference to Davidic songs, as I do love the Psalms. Thank you for the encouragement, Christy!
Y. Avatar
November 27, 2016 at 2:18 PM
Hi Christy, I enjoyed this piece. I found it to be very poetic. Congratulations on your placement in my contest: -) Alexis
Teas Avatar
November 27, 2016 at 7:11 PM
Thank you. Im glad that you liked it.
Logan Avatar
October 23, 2016 at 7:14 AM
Good poem but thrown a little by the last line... hearts of swell or hearts that swell
Teas Avatar
October 23, 2016 at 8:45 AM
Hearts of swell.....I wrote it that way on purpose....of it was hearts that swell...that would mean the readers heart. Heart of swell is my heart....
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