Poetry by Jeff Green


The Soundtrack to a Dream

by cricketjeff on December 28, 2012.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

All poets live like waters of a river,
Beginning small and ending in the sea.
First rushing words set readers minds a quiver
Before they find the flow of poetry.

As years roll by the stream grows ever wider,
Far deeper too, no laughing, babbling brook.
A gentle swell rewards the careful rider;
There’s something new wherever they may look.

But poets end, unlike an ancient river,
And no new words wash banks for us to see.
We’ll hold the verse that always made us quiver,
Immortal souls live on in poetry.

A mighty Nile or tiny nameless stream,
Each poet writes the soundtrack to a dream.

Author notes

Inspired by a poem written by Rob Ganson