Perpetual Motion of The Poets Pen
You can ponder perpetual motion
Just take you mind to a whimsical place
Take a ride on the words to the ocean
Or while it rains on a sunny day
Listen to the whispers carried on the wind
Electrified emotions flooding through you pen
Words flowing watch as that paper spin
What a glorious notion as words carry your zen
Never fail to be proud, like Mary
Flowing words like a rushing river
Such might and magic they shall carry
Set them loose and you will deliver
So take a ride on that rushing river, don’t stop to you reach the end
Let them carry you round the bend, as you make those words blend
Written by:
Asha`di
2010©
Please login or register
You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
Login or Registerleave comments/feedback and rate this poem.