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A Poem for World Poetry Day

World Poetry Day

For All Time

(from Reflections)


These are the diamonds of man,

Riches sprung from caves

of the mind, depths of the soul.

Passed from lover to lover,

mother to child,

Twisted by tongues of time.


In cloudy seas of sorrow,

they voice the falling tear

which cannot grieve alone.

Loved, hated, cursed, forgiven,

since time began,

Changed by the passing years.


In poetry, book, and song,

Formed in inky black as

mysterious as the sky.

The ever-changing circle

unites as one,

The everlasting word.

by Francesca Tyer


Happy World Poetry Day everyone!



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