Daniel Bates

Sweet Poetry!

To read a poem bares their soul,
O' love, o' hatred, o'death, o' thought,
It's within the words in which we are taught,
In these readings I become nigh owl.

So intense, so rich are such words.
Sometimes I cry, sometimes I laugh,
Sometimes I think, deeply in my gaff,
Never, do I think this absurd.

It is in with poems, verse and sonnet,
That we can see true beauty
That it then becomes duty
To relay these words. I'm on it!

Topic(s) of this poem: language, love, poems, poetry, words

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 19, 2016

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  • Roseann Shawiak (1/20/2016 4:36:00 PM)

    Awesome and inspiring poem Danny, really love this one! Your poem is what poetry is made of inside and out. Wonderfully rich in thoughts and their rhythms. Great poem! Give it a 10! Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn

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