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In The Calm Of The Storm...Where Poets Are BOrn.

Updated on November 30, 2009

 

In The Calm Of A Storm Is Where Poets Are Born.   ©-MFB III    

My world becomes right
when I write of its splendor,
sweet peace settles over
this poetry vendor.

A pencil to stencil
the thoughts from my mind,
or a keyboard utensil
to free words sublime.

All chaos will vanish
as I banish it's pain,
in the lilt of ink spilt,
or a lead grained quatrain.

When the light of dawn breaks
and yawns ache on my face,
I am casting my alpha-bets
over white space.

Some reward me with riches
some leave glitches to edit,
striving to reward others
and hoping they'll get it.

If your life has no meaning,
just start gleaning its worth,
start revealing your feelings,
and give poetry birth.

The song of a bird,
hummed along in each word,
the anguish of love lost,
pen what's real or absurd.

It will set your heart free,
part the sea of your sorrows,
it gives comfort past reference,
to help preference tomorrows.

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      I*n*v*i*c*t*u*s 7 years ago

      This is beautiful and yes, poetry sets so much in motion for me... quite amazing. :)

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