The poet escapes through his words,
to a world only he belongs.
Words pour from his heart
down to his pen.
As they flow upon his paper
he is revealed.
With each new page he creates
a masterpiece of his soul.
The poets journey is never ending,
as his words take him to
a world only he belongs.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|mental (22.214.171.124) -- Wednesday, November 10 2004, 03:14 am|
ah yes perfect
|Tammy (126.96.36.199) -- Thursday, November 11 2004, 04:43 am|
|joyce ivy (188.8.131.52) -- Sunday, January 9 2005, 07:32 pm|
very good Tammy...you should read my poem Inside A Poets Clutch( my favorite)..My Poet Friends....or Poets At Heart...makes me think of them...I think most poets think alike...great work...Joyce
|Tammy (184.108.40.206) -- Wednesday, January 12 2005, 04:43 am|
thank you hun for your comments, and i will be sure to read the aboved poems you meantion
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