Poetic Poem by Smoky Hoss
Poetic
- The poets dance 'round
the flower of words they've found
while the jesters joke
with the common folk,
and wonder, where it's all bound -
- Who would possibly know
when it all could go
like fog on a pond
and magic in a wand,
the dark of night fades with the roosters crow -
- Words are just a little gift
meant to lift
merely hitching brief rides
closer to where Mystery resides,
as poetically life goes on... bit-by-bit.
Words are just a little gift meant to lift... but words woven into poetry takes a lot of mind- work to turn it into a work of heart, like this poem.
Great poem, enjoyable read. Poetry is rarely appreciated by the uninitiated.
Great and gentle musings and discussion of our part in the scheme of it all. You have smooth and easy sense of imagery and rhyme, that's a gift when you make it look so easy. It only appears easy because it's a pleasure to read. Terrific stuff.
Smoky You really amaze me all the time, nice rhythm good flo, made me think. All the things a great poem should have....................good job
the dark of night fades with the roosters crow - Nice poem..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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the hand that holds the brush! good one!