Poetry creates the colours and forms
Which can embellish and enhance our lives.
It's the clear light at the end of life's storms.
Its' subtle beauty always seem to thrive;
Even in a crude, prosaic world that seems
To have forgotten how to dream. It can calm
The wild, fevered mind and it can set free
The caged bird of longing with its sweet psalms.
Well said and well written Dominic, a great expression of feelings as poetry should be. 10++ and most certainly added to my poetry favourites. Thank you for sharing your more than fine and articulate poem and I wish you well.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks Shaun.much appreciated. Finally I'm able to reply to your comment...this site could do with a huge kick up the proverbial backside...unbelievably slow and certainly NOT user friendly!