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


Tuesday, January 5, 2010

The Lyrics To This Song: Poem


The Lyrics To This Song

In sunlight, strong or weak; watching a floating leaf;
In rain that wet my head and washed out my eyes
In snow gliding like a ghost
Whenever the wind on the hill blew
And I thought of whatever I knew.

The lyrics to this song
Came to the memory of your glance
I, the poet, the exiled and you
Not knowing where to place me
In your ordered world:

I have nothing in my hands, not even a flower;
Just the love in my heart and all it's power.

Come, walk with me slowly up this slope
Life is so short and I do so much need
Your warm clasping hand
And a little bit of hope.

Copyright: Rani Turton

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