Open Poetry #38 |
Grace of Day |
poettothecars Senior Member
since 2006-02-10
Posts 1093New Zealand |
5460 Grace of Day 08 June 2006 Where was a living poet when death was grace of to day This emphasis upon beauty as if gone was not lost in caught A balance of cycle whether to a storm For whom was reality when again the artist did paint Pictures, words for brushes an empty horizon, sunlight to grey Colour an enlightenment, crayons of a child in hand, pencil sharp to wit Never alone, but always longing this skill, a talent in gift For where was grace, liberty set free fame and misfortune, even good poets die some day “Destruction and death say, We have heard the fame thereof with our ears.” Job 28: 22 KJV © 2006 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet) a poet who cares |
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Jess Member
since 2006-06-06
Posts 243Washington |
This is a very vivid piece. I can almost see the colors... |
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