Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Poems are us by us

Poems are expressions of things felt, anger buried and exhumed, Love lost and found
Days past and days to come, heartbroken and healed
Day and night, tears and smiles
Deep breaths through the pains of child birth
An embrace of forgiveness
Deep pain stirred by the lost of a loved one
Poems are alphabets and numbers
A’s of amazement, abudance, again and again
A fresh start, a do over again and again
Fresh breaths in the morning
Winks of a sleepy eye
(picture is not original work of poet and was found on goggle)

Poems are seasons, weather and a life time
A touch that sooths, a razor that cuts
A conversation of one, a song of nations
A lullaby, a love letter
A voice of silent thoughts
Poems are first words and last words
Goodbye and hellos

Poems are moments, shouts and stillness
Poems are songs acapelo, solo, duets
Beat of an African drum
Or the rhythm of a Brazilian
Poems are memories
Poems are everyday
Poems are you and me
Poems are us by us

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