The Vitalblood Of Poets Poem by DM W
The Vitalblood Of Poets
The vital blood of poets is being hindered,
As it tries to flow freely in the veins, by cold,
Systematic, modern ways. The Light is being
Buried and replaced my myriad senseless things.
Who can still comprehend the rich, complex music
Of the seasons or understand what makes Time tick?
Who can sense the sorrows of the wind, stars or moon?
May frozen hearts melt in dream - visions of deep blue.
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