Poetsmiles. Poem by Thomas Bates

Poetsmiles.



what I feel
whether it goes onto paper or not
composed
with pen
can transmit
energies- local emergencies and the strangest
others.

stories composed
letters looking back at themselves
pick it out of thin air
or
strike a pose inflicted with melody.

still, the happiest
is when the happy
poet
smiles.



by Thomasjbates

Tuesday, July 1, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: poetry
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