A passion of expression and thought of a part of my life.
We talk to the world those who claim to be poets. In our minds the wonder of the word is in the image and feel created.
Voice and smooth lets the mind escape to places only where the dreams live. Like a lyre in days of old playing to the words to comfort the beast.
Each heart grasps contentment. Poetry is a bonding agent.It takes the reality and blends it into need, freedom and a mode of expression that allows emotion to flow and take each person from the world in which they live to the world where their soul will go.Historical forms and groupings to guide and instruct each of us in the presentation add to the mystic. It is however; mind-vision and the heart-felt desire that makes the page come alive and sing to the audience.For me poetry has become a way to share knowledge gained. Challenge all thought process, give message from young to old, share what I can see, report, and taste every aspect of being alive. Convert all to a communication form that allows each person to take away only what they need at that particular point in their life.I let the words surround me listen to the beauty of their presence, the music created, escape to rest and peace...
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Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader)
Reviewed on October 21, 2004
Excellant interpetation of what it means to be a poet.
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Yes poetry is an escape route....a view within the dark corners of our souls!!
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