Life In The Page Poem by Lee Turner

Wonderful it is to me, to see a book thats writ,
with sense of upheld elegance, and otherworldly wit.
The words and prose, of writers gone, but rarely writers living.
fills me with a sense of joy, these books just keep on giving.

But how I feel about these words, is rarely worth expressing
it is the style of written word, which i find most impressing.
J. R. Tolkien had a gift, Charles Dickens had the same.
But William Shakespeare, above them both, would put them all to shame.

The gift they had, I tell you now, injecting life to page.
Expressing subtle nuances, like jealousy and rage.
To give the characters the gift of life, is really quite inspired.
And I still think of Romeo, and how that all transpired.

have you ever tried to word, the subtleties of pain.
trying in a vain attempt to describe a mans disdain
well if you have... i know I've tried, and failed to unseen laughter
just keep in mind the three old names, are names of English masters

So now I have said, all there is to say, on this important matter.
I said my piece, and only so, the masters, I can flatter.
It is much more than just the words, which is the remarkable thing.
more profound than all of this, is the order those words are in.