Each Poem Has A Song Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Each poem has a song
That echoes on to you,
With different meanings
Each time you read,
'Cause it's a living poem
That goes along,
With images clear and through.
You may have heard it all before,
When it last knocked on your door,
You may have heard its song
When you walked the street,
As it exposed your heart once more.
You may have heard it all before
And if every sentence there is true,
You will then know what to do
And it may show you some secrets too.

Every poem, everywhere,
Is living to be read
It is here, it is there:
In a book, in your head;
With words, you remember
And quotations you later praise,
With words to remember:
Wake you up and amaze.
Poems with strong words,
Both of spices and of taste,
They are giving up their secrets,
You may never, or should waste.
Sometimes, even they are flirting,
or on stories they are based,
Or they send you massages, alerting
That you never may waste.

Each day you live, is like a poem
With each its lyrical line,
You can learn from it and give,
Though it's not easy to define.
Like the waves that come to shore
So the word will come to you,
That's what they are here for,
Use them wise in what you do.
They give strength, they give courage,
Let you go your own way,
Soften you up when outrage,
When there comes such a day.
Like the words that they teach,
So shall they too rise up,
Into minds and soul reach,
Fill with thoughts an empty cup.

Odd and strange they sometimes are,
Some will be learned by heart,
Both from internal and afar,
Like the beginnings of a fresher start;
You have felt this all before,
When you started reading on,
In a good poem you feel assure,
That your reading is well done.