A Young Poet Young Poets Poem by Heather Burns

A Young Poet Young Poets

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Young Poets so naive
with pen in hand
spilling emotions
upon a page
Autumn leaves turn
to gold
catching in the
wind blow away

Angel flakes of white
cover the ground
creating magic
thoughts of a life
time surface
secrets of the ages
come into play.

Saturday, November 2, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: poem
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
a poem from my 'A Young Poet' collection
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Wahab Abdul 04 November 2013

wow, secrets come into play in the hands of poets and new poets.. love it

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Tirupathi Chandrupatla 03 November 2013

Young poets keep creating spilling emotions upon a page Beautiful poem. Thank you.

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Marvin Brato 07 November 2013

Inspiring sentiments, applauding the young poets!

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Valsa George 07 November 2013

When young poets move their pen over the paper, secrets of the ages come into play. Beautiful way of presenting the young talents!

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Patricia Grantham 04 November 2013

A young poets coming of age in the world of poetry. A pen in hand conceiving their first poem and giving birth to it. A new beginning. Nice.

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David Wood 04 November 2013

From small acorns mighty oak trees do come springs to mind. Young poets 'grow' their poems until maturity comes to life. A good poem.

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Queeny Gona 04 November 2013

Youngesters spill their emotions in different ways and young poets choose spill them in a lovely musings! Superb write dear mam

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