The Heart Of A Poet Poem by Vera Dike
The Heart Of A Poet
The heart of a poet
is winged crystal bridge
marked by stomping boots.
The world in rush
Bloodthirsty army of conquest
never has enough.
Ordinarines is the Colosseum.
With a naked soul
You stood barefoot in the sand.
You fight, You write
with pounding heart
and trimbling hand.
The word is Your shield
The Ideal is Your sword
You are all alone
against the whole world.
The Emperor in laurel crown
His thumb up or his thumb down?
You are waiting
Devoted to Your muse
thrown to the lions
released to the crowd.
Poignant rendition set aside for sober reflection. Thanks for sharing Vera.
The word is Your shield The Ideal is Your sword You are all alone against the whole world.... nice expression. It is a beautiful poem having high penmanship. I appreciate it. Thank u dear Vera, keep the ball rolling...10
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I would like to translate this poem
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5/3/2024 5:12:19 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Poignant....one indeed....