let go the words
like seeds,
to the vast and
windblown
sky
let them settle,
where they may.
some may flourish,
take root and be...
a happy little flower,
a great oak tree.
some may lay dormant,
until the right season.
some may become,
a life's new reason.
some may fall
to ravening birds
some may fall
ans flourish
yet never be heard.
and sadly some may
wither and die...
without ever understanding, why....
we as poets,
truly are,
just the sowers of seeds.
to the winds....
to the sky,
let your words go,
let them fly...
to some say, adiue
see you soon.
to some goodbye.
but let them be...
borne on the wind
...to make poetry
Aug 9, 2014
Aug 9, 2014 at 3:43 AM UTC
let go the words
like seeds,
to the vast and
windblown
sky
let them settle,
where they may.
some may flourish,
take root and be...
a happy little flower,
a great oak tree.
some may lay dormant,
until the right season.
some may become,
a life's new reason.
some may fall
to ravening birds
some may fall
ans flourish
yet never be heard.
and sadly some may
wither and die...
without ever understanding, why....
we as poets,
truly are,
just the sowers of seeds.
to the winds....
to the sky,
let your words go,
let them fly...
to some say, adiue
see you soon.
to some goodbye.
but let them be...
borne on the wind
...to make poetry
inspiration from the last line of dedpoets
"dedpoet"
a truly great work...
thanks for the inspiration.....
hope you don't mind the borrow.
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