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POEMS ABOUT POEMS
PASS THE POEMS PLEASE
Pass the
poems please,
Pile them on my plate;
Put
them right in front of me,
For I can hardly
wait,
To taste each tangy word,
To try each
tasty rhyme,
And when I've tried them once or
twice
I'll try them one more time;
So, pass
the poems please,
They just won't leave my
head,
I have to have more poems
Before I go
to bed.
POEMS
A poem is
a magical boat to ride
In a sea of words with a
rhyming tide.
It takes us from some humdrum
shore
To places we never have been
before.
Shimmering islands of
sensation
Captured by imagination.
New lands
wait for us to sight
So climb aboard, the wind
is right.
Rocking rhythms will take us
along
To the rising crest of a noteless
song.
A
POEM IS A LITTLE PATH
A poem is
a little path
That leads you through the
trees.
It takes you to the cliffs and
shores
To anywhere you please.
Follow it
and trust your way
With mind and heart as
one
And when the journey's over
You'll find
you've just begun.
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