What is poetry? by Keith D AllisonThe howling of the night wind
as the desert bloom
the melody of the broken string guitar
chanting the endless cord
the flittering wings of the butterfly
holding the infant child
the enduring tears
set free
the heat built in the summer night
kissing the passion's of the morning sun
the dust of eternity breathes
turning to touch the mind
finding life within it’s soul
06/27/2008 Posted on 06/28/2008 Copyright © 2024 Keith D Allison
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