Mine Poetic Perspective Of Poetry
When the moon walks on your heart,
And the world is all an art;
It is a priceless portion poetry-
A poet's song of liberty.
Liberty of words;
A saving grace from swords.
Liberty to write
The world in a whole new light.
Poetry is a kingdom
Of expression coined in wisdom.
It is a pride of life,
Even for those without a wife.
Have you seen a tortoise on a tree?
Poetry is an imagination that is free.
It is a fact without a fault,
A world wide wheel without a halt.
Poetry is a gorgeous garment,
That dresses a mournful ...
Our Black Mother Mourn
"They are all deaf and dumb,
with hateful hearts; so cold and numb".
Her somber song stills the street.
‘What ail your tears?
What are your fears?
I beseeched her with much feat.
"Under the sod,