"Poetry” is a most powerful instrument
like a flute that is to be played.
Also, it is a pungent possibility
like a newly created perfume put on.
Yet, free to all, and for all to wear.
This is to be adorned, and is
one of the most of the highest of solemn calls.
Words that are spoken and then engraved,
never to be forgotten or ignored.
It can reshape the world
that is in pieces and so, so torn.
A restorative medicine
to a life that is very, very worn.
An elixir of life and
a healer of lives beset by strife.
A lifter of our inner thoughts
and our buried emotions.
A fire-works of explosions
raising us up to a newer dimension.
A reversal of cacophonies,
man-made devastations.
Words of pretty portraits and musical orchestras
of artistical words:
Seamed stitched and woven and fashionably embroidered.
Also, made into a steely shining sword.
Categories:
artistical, people, poems, poetry, poets,
Form: Free verse
Before 16 and later
We start to write as a poetry loving people
And it's more than better and all our children
Are flying and dancing, also loving, hoping,
Dreaming and romancing
In this big and happy family -
It's our merry of men and women
With all very joyful and cherry
Artistical and sometimes lyrical,
And always human words and thoughts
Of young and clever boys and girls:
Romantic, always light and loud,
Strong and very exciting
Feelings of new and sunny future life
Not only on scene,
But everywhere funny and forever
Stay with music and never
Stop and lose the chance to fly and to sing!
Categories:
artistical, family, children, people,
Form: Classicism