White Flowers of Beauty
Within the soul of my experience
Unconscious seeds of tomorrow's joy,
Awaiting the warmth of encouragement
Lay dormant,seeking inspiration's light;
Words,verbs,adjectives,aimless,without form,
Times,past,times present,amalgams of verse
Unshaped,until imagination's birth,
Bursts from the spring of my maturity.
Inspired by the words of RS Thomas'Poetry for Supper' see my blog today
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2010
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