Father Of My Nephew Poem by Alberto Cappas

Father Of My Nephew

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Crafting letters
Poet after birth of senior years
Hidden treasures beginning to explode in words
Insights rediscovering their usage.
A late bloomer
Constructing colors in black and white
Locked in multiple secrets
Waiting to come out in poetic fashion
The poet that he was
The poet that he is
The poet that he could become
The poet that he will become
Be careful of bringing words into this delicate world
Without proper care and nourishment
Words can become silent and useless tools
Occupying useful space
When you indeed want them to become arms that can embrace
Words that can
Demand emergence
Create movement
Solicit responses
Perform magic
Dance and smile within time and space.
Crafting letters
Poet after birth of senior years
Hidden treasures beginning to explode in words
Insights rediscovering their purpose.
An old young and wise poet is born in the Bronx.

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