There lives a passion for words
Such a deep well they come from
Poetic words speaking to the heart
And with prose the heart responds
For the heart and the deep well of passion
Are one and the same
One within the other
In the expression of emotions they gain
Said she in thoughtful reply
“Passion spills over into all areas of life”
Be it of true love in the heart
Or days and nights filled with strife
And as water seeks its own level
Passion finds its own way out
As notes from piano or guitar
Get all excited as they dance about
Your passion may reveal itself
As a pre-determined means of expression
Go ahead, feed it and see what happens
If you see a lot of smiles, ‘twas a good impression
Let the artist’s pencil sketch on paper
The sculptor’s hands mold soft clay
And the painter’s brush upon waiting canvas
The photographer captures the changing light of day
Let the passion come forth
Give generously without ration
Reach into the depths of your heart
The deepest well of passion
Copyright © Accidental Poet 2011
- Author: Sharon\'s Poet (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 21st, 2020 15:54
- Comment from author about the poem: Don't know what's going on with the spacing here, but I've seen it before. Like internet gremlins messing around.
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Comments2
Passion comes in so many forms and can be so surprising sometimes.
Andy
A fine write AP. Bit deep for this time of the morning?! lol. Note to self - Well, read it later in the day then, Orchi!
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