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The Poet, Who but Pens Words to the Page

by Joe Cramer

The port, who but pens words to the page
pours out his heart to a higher calling.
The actor, who is lost without a stage,
a lover, whose heart is always stalling.
What is left but the nature of this love
that can be shared between these two lovers?
An unfulfilled life, not reflected of
any love lost to one or another.
My sweet muse, let me only but to say
within my truest heart that I can see
all the love that I pen on each new day
with the promise of a life yet to be.
The poet pens into oblivion
never knowing as to what has gone on.

09/30/2010

Author's Note: ... what can I say, I read a lot of Shakespeare.....

Posted on 10/01/2010
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