An Instrument Of Poetry - Poem by John Knight
Oh make me an instrument an Instrument of Poetry
I'll write with my hands - and exclaim
Oh make me an instrument an Instrument of Innocence
I'll write with my hands - again and again!
I'll write you a love song a Love Song in Poetry
I'll write with my heart - the refrain
I'll write you a love song - a love song of emotion
I'll write with my heart - again and again!
For we are a symphony - a Symphony of Poetry
Who write with our souls - to proclaim
For we are a symphony - a Symphony of Harmony
Who write with our souls - again and again!
We are all Poemhunters - true Lovers of Poetry
We write with our minds to Praise or Distain
We are all Poemhunters - Creators of Excellence
Who write with our minds - again and again!
This poem is dedicated to all the lovely Poemhunter Family. We don't mind a little criticism but please let it be positive and savoured with love. We all need each other in our quest to create the PERFECT POEM!
(John Knight - Colchester - October 2009)
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