A Poet

Tony36

A poet plays with words

He dose not always understand

He takes his emotions

He puts them in another’s hands

 

As a poet I express my feelings true

The feelings come straight

From heart and soul

Feelings of

Madness

Happiness

Truth

Feelings so soft and rare

Please handle them with care

 

A poet is as complex

As can be

Truth lies within each line

That pours from heart and soul

The poet speaks from the blood

Rushing through his bones

  • Author: Tony36 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 13th, 2017 12:54
  • Comment from author about the poem: Find this and many others at www.tanders-tma.blogspot.com
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Comments6

  • kitthornton

    Nicely done. Blood and bone are such misunderstood things re: poetry. Most folks think that poets are ethereal, above the flesh and what it teaches. If you are really trying to write, nothing could be further from the truth.

    • Tony36

      Thank You

    • Christina8

      Great job Tony!

      • Tony36

        Thank You

      • FredPeyer

        Your poem describes us well, Tony!

        • Tony36

          Thank You

        • Hopey_xx

          Very well written and so true!

          • Tony36

            Thank You

          • eyeamsoule

            Perfect description!

            • Tony36

              Thank You

            • Syd

              Really enjoyed this Tony. I can relate to the words - Syd

              • Tony36

                Thank you



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