The Poetry Guy Poem by Denis Martindale

Come forth, you secrets, from within!
Come forth and voice your truth!
Come forth, so that your words begin
With knowledge or reproof...
Release the wisdom locked in time,
The humour held at bay,
Come forth, such that I pen each rhyme,
Your thoughts more blessed to say...

Who knows what prophecies will fall
Upon this precious page?
Declaring future times to all
Before they're centre stage...
Or will love's story pour like gold,
Refined, fit for a king?
The greatest story ever told
That makes the heart to sing...

Awake from slumber! Share yourselves!
This day one shall be born!
And soon in libraries, stacked on shelves,
Esteemed, no more forlorn...
Come forth, you darlings, hid from sight,
I love your poetry!
Your themes, your dreams, they're my delight
For all eternity!

I'm wide awake, I'm in the Zone,
I'm open to your prose,
I'm not distracted, here, alone,
I'm ready now, God knows...
I've heard you poems sometimes tease!
Come forth and don't be shy...
So let's get started, if you please!
'Cos I'm the Poetry Guy!