~ THE HEART OF A POET ~
In the heart of poetry
I found love,
My love of words
And phrases
Waiting there
Ever-morphing
Into that which births
The children of my soul
And from each
Incarnation
I gather a little piece
Of artistic
Resonance
And hide it in a golden box,
WhereΒ IΒ store it
Beneath my bed
AndΒ each time I look inside
I find myself
Surprised
For my children
Grow
Into independence
Living lives all their own
And when a friend
Comes to me
Appreciating
What I have created
I am always
More
Than sincerely grateful
That God has given me
The words
To carry on,
For poets
Are so consistently
Underappreciated,
And as I
Close the door
On this part
Of my life
I find a smile,
A new tear
Finds my cheek,
A glint in my eye
As I lift my pen high
And I write,
Chapter One,
Once,
Upon a time.....
Tony Taylor
* final edit
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You are filling my pin button...and for that, I'm truly grateful lol I adore your craftiness! I'm so inspired by your talents
Hey DARKLY!!......thanx so mush for the wonderful comments my friend!!....... and for the PIN!!....... you're the best!....... Hugs n Smiles!!.....T xo ?β΄β€
WOW WOW WOW!!!!! this Tony is my fav poem now your showing me what it is like to walk thougth your mind the poem I my write may take lot time to come out but it will WOW this more then masterpiece
Hey GREG!!......I think my mind would be a pretty strange place to wander around in!! LOL!!....... thank you though.... for the 'way cool' comments brother!!...... Peace n Stuff!!........T xo ?β΄β€
Just perfection my friend. Pinned again
Nigel
Sir NIGEL!!..... can't tell you enough how much I look forward to your 'way cool' comments...... means a LOT to me!!....... Hugs n Smiles!!......T xo ?β΄?
"Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words." ...~Robert Frost
"Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting that speaks." ~ Plutarch
This is a very well written poem, "T".
Poets more often than not are hyper sensitive to the things going on around them. They wear their proverbial hearts on their sleeves.
I look at poetry and its affect on the human psyche in this way.
In a meadow full of flowers, you cannot walk through and breathe those smells and see all of those glorious colors and hues and remain angry.
We all must support the beauty and the poetry of life.
Well penned, sir!
??~Professor Poe~??
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Amen to that PROFESSOR!!...... your words are so VERY much appreciated...... just the fact that you take the time to relate to the whole with quotes from other writers and little observations of your own means so much to me and to so many others on this site!!...... You're a light in the Cosmo Galaxy!!...... and you educate as you go along!!...... Bravo brother!!......... Kings To You!!....... Peace......T xo ?β΄β€
BrilliantΒ poem angelΒ
Thank you LINDA!!..... you're my Ever-ANGEL!!....... smiles!!.......T xo ?β΄β€ ?
As usual sir, in awe I read your poem. every writer can or should find a piece of themselves here inked by your mighty pen.
I will read and re-read this often, Β
John
My Dear Brother Tony,
"Ever morphing into that which births the Children of my soul".Β Beautifully intoxicating!
I create these Children from my Soul
I give them life, as does a mare a foal
In a golden box, beneath my bed
My colts become pure thoroughbredsΒ
Love,
Larry xxx
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I really enjoyed reading this fine piece Tony. You are unique and most that read this can relate. Well done???
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