The poet who wears a profile mask
Cannot face himself or his reader.
He can insult, be rude, not put to task
Cannot trace him for he hides forever.
Unlike the bold who stand by their words,
Who can write with their heads held high.
Writers true to what their poem accords
They're the ones we respect, dignify.
Copyright © Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~~~05.03.20
Loveliest two stanzas poem, excellently worded. I am very happy to see my old friend Cynthia here again. Such a greatest pity, I could not leave my response up there. God's Blessings in Abundance for you and your beloved family, with the best wishes, Sylvia Frances Chan, The Netherlands.
Yeah true never fear of any movement truth is nature nature is truth nature always lives in undress (natural) truth feels easy even in bared nature
I completely agree with you Cynthia...a very well expressed, concise and neatly structured, rhyming poem. It's definitely a 10 from me! Stay safe!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I cite here your last stanza: Unlike the bold who stand by their words, Who can write with their heads held high. Writers true to what their poem accords They're the ones we respect, dignify..................absolutely, they are the ones we respect most. Amazingly worded, a powerful poem. Thank you for sharing, dear Cynthia. God's Great Blessings come to us each day anew. Sent with loving care, your poet friend Sylvia FC