You're the Poet!

When you’re unhappy or sad,
just exercise your poetic mind.
Pick up a pencil, paper and
begin a tale 0 rhyme.

Stories you can tell about
the time your little brother
fell in the well.

About brilliant colored flowers
that grow in the garden lane.
Mocking birds that fuss and sing.

You can evoke breath taking suspense,
tears of tragedy, dark mysteries to behold.
Crashing waves, pirates with swords of gold.

Ancient song, melodies that rhyme
and mystical music from a distant time.
Star ships that travel in space sublime.

The smell of burning leaves smoldering in
autumn air, or mother’s apple pie baking
for the county fair.

The joy of children’s laughter, the bliss of a first kiss.
Describe the beauty of a lover’s raven black hair.
God’s will and the convincing power of prayer.

This canvas is yours… splash on the
colors of the rainbow.
Paint the copper sun, a big horned
deer on the run.
A noble eagle soaring in the morning sky
0r purple mountain majesty rising high.

You’re the author, with that little yellow pencil…
you can create a bouquet of words that will
awe kings, queens and paupers too.

You are the master, creator and poet.
Simply write a poem and all of your
unhappiness and sadness will quickly
disappear. For poetry is meant to
soothe the human ear.

Jackie R. kays
Copyright…2003

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