The Poet’s Last Plea

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The Poet’s Last Plea
    (Distant Shores)

They are nothing but words
Trapped on the parchment
Where time only breeds
Fractured ink
Never to find
Their pathway to freedom
To flow to the pond
Where we drink

While poets are lost in the rain
In the dawn
In the hues of the petals of the rose
Capturing verses of the light
And the shadows
In the dreams
Of the lyrics we chose

They are nothing but words
Placed in the bottle
Set free to wander
The sea
To find distant shores
To be known by the stranger
To share the lost poet’s
Last plea

Michael33

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