Each poem better than the last
I write them to improve.
But looking back should add to fact
that nothing's new to prove.
When all I write is soon passe'
for better works of art.
And all I know is what I am-
a better cheat of heart.
So what's it take to say I'm good-
to set my work apart.
When each new work gets better still
and cheapens from the start?
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Part Two -by Trevor McLeod
Atlas! I know what cheapens art.
The better piece of heart.
When all I know is what I do
is take a piece of start.
That each new thing is started from
a single work of art.
And that I do gets better still
when each piece weeps the start.
Harsh words can rip the soul,
or crush the tender spirit.
An insult cheapens he who speaks,
as well as those who hear it.
Courageous words make us brave
inspiring us to boldly face
a tedious task or danger fierce
with confidence and grace.
Tender words change the climate
from hot & humid to cool & fair,
pave the path to sunlit meadows
broken fences to repair.
Loving words, softly spoken
can cause the heart to sing
that wild sweet song of joy
which only love can bring.
Some words wound, others heal,
words have power, choose them well.
Wonderful imperfections at every glance
Edges worn, as solid as ever
Age gives proof of the foundation
No splash of paint could increase the value
Pretending it is new only cheapens
Not sensible to others
The value truly only to the owners
It is a priceless work of art
No hired hand could finish the work
The natural look of it brings awe
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