Steep’d, I beseech thee, enter
into the pome of a poem!
Compose your Ge or jeu d’esprit
Come! . . .mellowly prose
evermore disrobe
Thy poetical faculty
Pour’d, seasoning fro’ the cuppeth of you
Influentially a tome and astute
Marking thy name
Hath origins’,
O fame!
Read writings of yore to denude
Sips from esteemed language in muse
Spot to rise o’er and defuse
Dispersing in verse
that rest will unpurse
Whilst ye wet lips’ provenances
lauds ope to thy words
Savor my Poet!
Thy quills’ will, doeseth wells in me!
A Scribe’d in flavoring leaves
‘Tis readings of sorrows
Thro’ joyous repasts till morrows
May our forbearance for pens ne’er cease!
Copyright 2007
Kimmy Van Kooten
Love Tinka
God Bless
Love and hugs
Lena
is always a start
but to make it rhyme
can sometimes take time.
I like your poem.
God Bless,
Lew
Rusty
Hugs, Laura
fee
An inspiring creative composition of poetic excellence
I salute You, Poet.
In reverent admiration,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Love,
Eileen
You are a "one of a kind" word artist. I always enjoy your creations because they break the mold of what is, and what is not, accepted. True artists always take chances and press into unexplored territories. You do this with a "double dose" of panache.
Blessings to you friend ...
Light and Wisdom ...
Love,
CJ
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
to put it for a poetess or bardess ;) I loved it.