Tuesday, February 14, 2006

My Friend the Poet

Words
Convey meanings
But when chosen carefully
And weaved together with a little twist, turn and twirl
Become a masterpiece
A garden of wondrous delights
Sweeping one across
Deserts wild and harsh
Valleys green and lush
Mountains high and lofty
Oceans dark and deep

Like the wind that travels the world
Exploring every nook and cranny
Every cave hidden behind a waterfall
Every forgotten ruin crumbling in ancient forests
To bring back tales of wonder and mystery
It tells the story of every human heart
Tugging at the souls of those who really listen
And who gaze into the soul of
The master behind the masterpiece

To my friend the poet, whose masterpieces continue to stir, inspire and move.

3 Comments:

At 2:33 AM, Blogger Unknown said...

You're full of talent :))
I told you so!
Continue writing...

 
At 2:12 AM, Blogger Unknown said...

so err when is eihcus gona start writing?

 
At 10:00 AM, Blogger sojourner said...

haha...

can try! this is one of my first attempts (if u exclude those we were forced to do in school last time)...

 

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