ARTISAN OF WORDS


I am an artisan of words
Which I sculpt, chisel and fashion the way I can;
I am a creator of worlds;
I pour my emotion into the poems I write.
I breathe life into them, blow them skywards
And finish them only when they sound right.

These remnants of thought without reason
Will remain on pages season after season
Long after I'm gone; when my task is done
The love, the longing, the pain
Will be evoked then by somebody else
Who in turn will remember and write again
To create another slow soft song
That people can read and draw into their hearts
Then pillowed by words, cushioned by dreams
My poems will ride high the moonbeams.



Copyright: Rani Turton 2007


Friday, December 12, 2008

Life As We Know It : poem by Jeff Baker






Life As We Know It...


life as we know it is good
our earth runs just as it should
we can help it along
by joining her song
and not chopping all of her wood
see forests are very much needed
so our oxygen won't be depleted
not to mention the rain
and the carbon exchange
helps keep her from getting too heated
if you think i am being dramatic
the earth could run on automatic
but we were given the chance
to share in god's plans
which i think is quite democratic
life as we know it is good
free will says i will chop her wood
but free will is free
not so for a tree
but then trees wouldn't do what we would


-- jb / copyright: jeff baker


http://jeffbakertalks.blogspot.com/

When I read this very inspiring poem by Jeff, I was struck by it's aspirations and poetic melody. The last four lines sum up the beauty of this poem. Thank you, Jeff, for allowing me to use this poem in this blog.






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