Poetry shouts loudest
In quietest places
It brims from sudden
Surprising showcases
Poetry needs no
Grandstand or applause
Its accolades whispered
In awed oohs and a-ahs
Poetry dances
Poetry sings
Rushes and hushes
And tickles heartstrings
Poetry listens
Poetry speaks
Poetry kisses
Life’s love-riddled cheeks
Poetry praises
Poetry prays
Poetry preaches
Without pious phrase
Poetry ponders
Pages, wonder-crowned
Poetry thunders
With nary a sound
© Janet Martin
Delightful song. Dream on...
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DeleteI think I would say photography does the same, and your photo today has done that for me today. Simply beautiful.
ReplyDeletethank-you. this sprig caught my eye one day when out skiing across wide open fields. I agree, a picture is worth a thousand words!
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