Masters Of Verse & God Poem by Tom Zart

MASTERS of VERSE

Poetry is one of man's oldest arts
Practiced long before words of print.
Every race had its masters of verse
In caves, huts, cabins or tent.

Stories in verse were handed down
From one generation to another.
The first told of love, war and more
And how to survive each other.

As man became more civilized
He could not help but wonder within.
Verse then took on a deeper meaning
With stories of faith, superstition and sin.

The act of reciting became in demand
As verse began to advance
Every tribe, city, town and village
Had someone who gave words romance.

Today's poets are on the World Wide Web
Though many seem spiritually ill.
Thank Heaven for all who still have God's gift
To compose, teach, comfort and fulfill.

MY FAVORITE POET

My favorite poet is "God"
Who gives Earth its rhythm and rhyme.
Not pied pipers of misguided souls
Who promote distrust, hatred and crime.

Poetry is nature serenading in song
The peaceful roar of the oceans waves.
The wind through the trees and over the hills
And the flowers in the fields by the graves.

The sound of rain as it waters the thirsty
The songs of children at play in the park.
The far off rumble of trains or thunder
As they pass through the night in the dark.

The joy of our babies first words and steps
The passion of life with its heroes and clowns.
The on going struggle to survive our sins
As we proliferate in hamlets and towns.

My favorite poet is our Father of above
Who was first to know us before birth.
His poetry prolongs everything we love
As His deliverance gives life its worth.

Tom's 481 Poems Are Free To Share!

By God's Poet
Tom Zart
Most Published Poet
On The Web!