POETRY LINKS

One thousand pages of parchment enchanted with black ink,

Bore the words of the Worlds wisest; thoughts etched in a blink.

Forming powerful poems of pondering poetry of love and loneliness,

Creating the Worlds in a single stroke of merely gratified genius.

Using rhythm, rhyme, meter and pen to shape the desires of man,

Every word chosen, derived from the bosom of the perfect plan.

Artistic etching form a calligraphical masterpiece for the mind to see,

Flowing as water, dancing as fire; intertwining oppositions to me.

Contrast is formed; from the pure, snow-white parchment paper,

And the inky blackness, so forms the contrast of the master shaper.

Miraculously forming thoughts into words and words into being,

Transforming the reader into a person of vision and true seeing.

Giving the very World scope, the impoverished people hope,

Inspiring love from the stone, teaching those with despair to cope.

You raise the beautiful princess from the ashes of the ground,

You bend the ancient, powerful knees of the King and his crown.

You find the splintered cracks in the shattered hearts and mend,

You take strangers and form them into the strongest ironclad friends.

You breath life into the lost and teach the blind man to see,

You guide the steps of the child and inspire the dreams beyond the sea.

Yet nothing more than mere parchment and old black inked writing,

Those words force peace and bring love; death to the fighting.

Simplistic views powerfully complex are overlappingly intertwined,

Creating Gods and Devils; hated demons and loved angels divine.

Raising armies, making generals, forging heroes from the dust,

Sharpening the mind so that the keen edge of knowledge wont rust.

The book penned by a man, the man who became an author and poet,

A poet who wrote with instinct, driven by the words that formed it.

Born of mere paper and simple black ink, it is the mortals hook,

The etchings of the poet, the dream it is the madman’s lone book.