Why Enter Here by Keith D Allison
to find the illusion of words
some might call poetry
dipped in ink, blogs of words
stirred in the smiles of confusion
Traveling in the mass
of fragile tissue, to find meaning
tears of night, the smiles of morning
the breath of life, the death of love
Passion, wailing
in the fragrance
the melody does moan
in the heat of the night
You the poet
will you cast a line
out of nothingness
to fill the soul
Or is yours
a trail
in a sea of it’s nothingness
to feel
why enter here
to find a world
of hate, of love, spirit stirred injury of this reality, yet…
let mind ponder. into fantasy factory of dreams 11/01/2008 Posted on 11/01/2008 Copyright © 2024 Keith D Allison
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