Could We, Mere Words...
Could We, Mere Words...
o poet fair, could we, mere words,
be your truth of spirit, your mirrored
reflection, splash of wisdom on tongue
and blush of passion painted on blank
canvas... could you but breathe us
within each whisper of time, each sigh
of contentment, grant us life spilling
your parchment dreams.... sweet poet,
will you remember the secret of our
worth or the power wielded in simplicity
of thought, the cost of misuse,
paid with broken souls and wounded
hearts... are we the embers of rhyme,
unwritten sonnets, silent prose, needing
but one touch, one drop of forgotten ink,
to flame and burn, to be born into your
gifted hands and become scattered ash
of immortality... could we be your
gentle voice and passionate song, your
bold colors and your black and white,
quiet beginnings and timeless journeys...
o poet fair, could we, mere words, be
your passion, your truth, your sweet
reflection... could we be you?
© April 2008
Written for the All-Star challenge
Host: Morning song
Theme: a mirrored reflection
This poem also inspired the idea
for the 'Simplicity of thought' challenge
so all graphics and music have been
removed.
By Myrna D.
© 2008 Myrna D.
(All rights reserved)
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