Poets Poem by Simon Collins
Poets
When long these thoughts boil and rage
at last I put this pen to page
capturing the fleeting vision
cast words no longer hidden
a fractal in a spiral world
connections at last unfurl
to link our web of consciousness
to understand to replicate
balancing love or hate
and so I read the words of others
and as a saint or witch discovers
communication frees the mind
for eyes to fill and heal the blind
I dare not disagree with this mighty pen. Each work perfectly placed to complete this masterpiece.
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4/25/2024 9:42:48 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I so agree..., beautiful ink