Scott W. Greenlaw

(New Britain, Connecticut, USA)

My Brother The Poet

I hear the rainfall of many words,
Like a rainbow of diamonds across a sea
Of crystal glass or an illuminating pearl,
The showers of jewels echo's my soul.
I am not a man of high stature that falls down low.
But I am a man full of song and rhythm.
The poets call, the poets fall...stand
Up straight this poet of mine,
A heart of heavenly symphony forever you will find.

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