Portrait of a Poet


Portrait of a Poet


A picture is worth

a thousand words

A poet harvests

a portion with ink

First penned on heart

Spoken in solitude

Written by hand

with whispering words

First reading

Second reading

Will it do?




How many unread stories

are crumpled

and thrown

upon the hearth?

Are poems unknowingly


of some other work?

After all…

There is nothing new under the sun.

So the poet

sticks to the Truth

It’s worth repeating

over and over


For we

like children

learn through repetition.


I thought of the delicate petals and this is what I read.  I’ll leave the other 900 words for another time…

Poetical Blessings ~ Wendy

Jesus answered, “I am the way and the truth and the life.  No one comes to the Father except through me.”  John 14:6