The Eloquence Of Friends Poem by Denis Martindale

The Eloquence Of Friends



Behold the awesome majesty,
The eloquence of friends,
Compressed as perfect poetry,
That each heart comprehends...
It strikes a chord, it sets the tone,
It resonates along
And sometimes words don't stand alone,
But nestle in a song...

Behold the precious portraits made,
The characters explained,
The craven coward so afraid,
His every muscle strained...
The hero and the damsel,
The villain in disguise,
The Lord who grants a miracle,
The prophet who is wise...

Behold dramatic storylines
Unfolding, given time,
The broken heart that pines and pines
And Valentines that rhyme...
To think, that we, should find a way,
To entertain ourselves
And at our bookstores proudly pay
For poems on their shelves...

Behold the sun and moon and stars
Of which the poets write,
Astronomers don't play guitars
And pen songs in the night...
Yet poets walk upon the moon
And visit Saturn, too,
Imagination's such a boon,
For folks like me and you!

Behold the Lord upon His Throne,
In Heaven, looking down,
He cares for those He calls His own,
Prepares for each a crown...
Man's eloquence is not as smart
As true love here below,
While eloquence springs from your heart,
Love's worth much more, you know...

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Denis Martindale, copyright, July 2013.
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