What it means to me
by cricketjeff on June 11, 2008. © Jeff Green, All rights reserved
Poetry opens the doors to my soul
Spinning the magic that makes me complete
Reading and writing it’s always my goal
Prose in a novel is never as sweet
Artistry gives me the keys to my life
Telling the tales that my heart can’t ignore
Words on a page I would take as my wife
Filling and thrilling and willing for more
Dreams are now verses to tangle my mind
Metaphors dance from the things that I know
Moving my thoughts to explore what to find
Clearing the surface to see what’s below
Writing my life down has changed what I see
Poetry alters the meaning of me
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