Leria Hawkins

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My Poets' Pen - Poem by Leria Hawkins

Now and then
My poets’ pen
Moves to scribe
A verdant vibe
In songs so sweet
A dripping feat
Or verse so sour
It spoils the hour

Now and then
My poets’ pen
Scrawls a path
Of utter wrath
It sometimes braves
To test the grave
Or breathes the scent
Of malcontent

Now and then
My poets’ pen
Walks confused
Without a muse
Spilling ink
That’s out of sync
Or testing rhyme
That’s past its prime

Now and then
My poets’ pen
Lies like death
Out of breathe
And though I try
The ink is dry
But, I’m just too vain
To refrain…


Poet's Notes about The Poem

My Poets' Pen
Date: June 20,2013

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Copyright © 2013 Leria Hawkins, All Rights Reserved

Comments about My Poets' Pen by Leria Hawkins

  • Silver Star - 4,011 Points Valerie Dohren (6/21/2013 4:44:00 PM)

    Very good, echoing the thoughts of most poets I imagine. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 21, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, July 26, 2013


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