I enjoy writing poetry, most of it in rhyme
I would like to write in-depth, intellectual and sublime
Poetry par excellence with deep feeling, wit and beauty
Some of it in fantasy others mellow and fruity
Sadly I don't have this gift that comes easily to others
It would give me such a lift to write prose and all it covers
Rhyme seems to be my forte this is where I belong
Writing prose is spoken natural language interesting and strong
Maybe if I persist and have the time
I could write poetry in prose not only simple rhyme
"Each flower, leaf, and blade of sod—
small letters sent to her from God." *
Saying: Look how beautiful I Am! --
My Beauty shines through even them...
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*First line was written by John Updike
All songs a poet can sing,
All masks a poet can wear,
All seasons a poet can live,
And all wars a poet can fight.
Colorless is the mask of a poet.
Nationless is a true poet.
All borders, a true poet will cross;
For mankind and the ecosystem, poets shall defend.
Poets poet their poems for you and me;
They are humans like all of us.
The same sunlight, we sunbathe,
And we marinade the same rain.
True empathic and sympathetic, poets are;
My language, they speak; yours and theirs, they speak too.
Mother nature’s language, they better master and utter,
Because she taught them how to speak the natural language.
Poem by Mugisho N Theophile
Fallen Autumn leaves know the babbling water's dialect,
the language of the mute stream, Socratic running of its mouth.
Pretzeled on a stump, I dream what horrors and wonders I've missed.