Larry Belt Poet Rhyme

Where Poems Grow

There's a place down deep inside of us
That's seldom ever seen
A hidden place where poems grow
A virtual word machine

We stumble through this hidden place
Choosing words to write
They stand in line, waiting their turn
To shine in the poet's light

Sometimes words are cast aside
Their meaning, skewed or blurred
We'll move them to the end of the line
And choose another word

We want to choose the special words
Like, love , joy and stars
But sometimes the only words we'll find
Are pain, heartache and scars

We keep this place where poems grow
Hidden inside our heart
A secret place that's filled with words
To write our work of art

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Ralph Taylor March 15, 2011 at 3:46 PM Well put, Larry. Especially the part about stumbling - I do a lot of that. Excellent. Ralph

Francine Roberts March 14, 2011 at 8:49 PM that was fantastic Larry

Barbara Gorelick March 14, 2011 at 5:25 PM Larry, this is great...I believe it is a secret place...BG

Jessica Arteaga March 14, 2011 at 4:46 PM love it larry! enjoyed very much and its true how is easy to write the angry sad stuff than the joys of love and hope. great poem n.n