What Are Poets - Poem by Dorothy Dykhuizen
We are not carpenters or masons.
We sit quietly, secluded, alone,
Building not with brick or stone,
But with wishes, fantasy, fact.
Written to inspire you to act,
To be emotional, to understand,
Phrases time will withstand.
Sometimes, like a dreamer
Lost under a full moon,
Spirited as a wandering loon,
Our uninhibited thoughts whirl,
They freely dance and twirl
Till verse is formed on page
Moving people across life's stage.
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