~a palette of words©

With the mind as his palette,
a poet's art is as big a canvas
as the soul will allow it.
Splash on a touch of life,
such as love,family and strife.
Blank pages turn to masterpieces so rare,
straight from the poet's imagery there.
The words flow from his mind,
and float on the pages of time.
The poet unravels his story,
like a painter paints colors so lovely.
Each word a color so captivating,
like a picture the artist is painting.
The poet's words have many a bend,
but a path that will never end.
When the last words leave his mind,
they still smile at us in kind.
Happy as the ink like an artist paints,
dries to the work forever that he creates!
Copyright ©2007~S@L~

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