We Poets 2 Poem by DM W

We poets can name things;
Which for others remain invisible to the eye.

We poets can form a dream life
From mere shadows.

We poets can create sumptuous landscapes
For the angels to dwell in.

We poets can take our practised powers
And stretch them out into the cosmos.

We poets can penetrate
The heart of suffering & sorrow.

We poets can extract light
From the darkest of particulars.

We poets can create magic
In the harshest of environments.

We poets catch blazing stars
As they fall into oblivion.