My Word Harp Poem by Fred Babbin

My Word Harp



I write my poem
I play my harp
my invisible harp.
It speaks
the music of poetry
expressing joy, pain, life.
The words evolve
and form the beauty
that I make with them
This beauty, this word harp
is all I have.
but it's enough

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