Ken Bennight

Gold Star - 4,868 Points (Dallas, Texas)

Poem - Poem by Ken Bennight

Letters are by poets measured,
sacred lines has gifts of treasure,
discovered by the readers pleasure,
has a breath that's shared by all.
Sentences are mostly wishes,
begging just to sing.
And the sounds that always dance togather,
brings promise to this thing,
thats called a poem...

Topic(s) of this poem: poem


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 9, 2016



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