There is music

There is music found in poetry
Music read, but still it's heard
In such a far away country,
This music of the spoken word.

We're all nearly mute until
It starts to speak it's name,
Our senses know it as more real
Than real, a sound we cannot tame.

Speak through me, song of the ages,
Sing out your heart, soaring through heaven,
For the poets be rare seers and mages,
The bread of their word never leavened.

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hippie chick
a rhythm we all groove to. the starving artist is the happier person.
 
Lillian Susan Thomas
wow! each word well chosen. A poet's passionate declaration of the love of this language of the heart!
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Ency Bearis
Remarkable poem mellifluous like a song
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Bob Blackwell
Lovely words, they have a musical lyrical feel to them.
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Kerry O'Connor
Oh, excellent work, Patti. I love the idea of poetry being music from a far country. Your concluding lines are brilliant.
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john o'connell
Love the content and sound when read aloud.
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carol
there is music great write
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