More poetry more!
now, then, forevermore!
from the shadows to the fore
comes timing, rhymes and words galore.
Explore with me the lyricist’s world
blank pages by candlelight
devices digital that record byte by byte
the writer’s will, his soul, his life.
in the poet’s fingers fast
To digress is the poet’s art
to wander with words between finish and start
keeping the theme, the message at heart
be not to hasty, nor to slow to impart
the golden words that led you to start.
More poetry, More I cry
for it is my greatest love, for I
love word, live words and when I die
with a pen in hand through the gates I’ll fly.