Poet's Paradox
poets were once painters of prose
singers of syllables
poets weaved words into garments
the spirit to clothe
warm it from bitter winds
adorn it as spring's rose
poetry would enlighten
the mind
revelations entwine
in the meter of rhyme
poetry would move
the heart to swoon
would kindle a love's
ember, set it aflame
tickling her eyes with gentle croon
poetry would embark to voyage
whisk you away to faraway place
or draw you to introspection
and bring the mirror to your face
when did poets become
movers of bits
shape shifters of code
when has ink become link
as primary abode
when has the page
transferred it's light
from the image insight
to the image in sight
when has the color of imagination
and the light of the mind
become pixels in an ordered line
how do we reconcile poetry
to programming
Written by Scott Schoffstall
© October 05, 2011
all rights reserved
http://www.poeticsojourn.com/the-sojourner.html
singers of syllables
poets weaved words into garments
the spirit to clothe
warm it from bitter winds
adorn it as spring's rose
poetry would enlighten
the mind
revelations entwine
in the meter of rhyme
poetry would move
the heart to swoon
would kindle a love's
ember, set it aflame
tickling her eyes with gentle croon
poetry would embark to voyage
whisk you away to faraway place
or draw you to introspection
and bring the mirror to your face
when did poets become
movers of bits
shape shifters of code
when has ink become link
as primary abode
when has the page
transferred it's light
from the image insight
to the image in sight
when has the color of imagination
and the light of the mind
become pixels in an ordered line
how do we reconcile poetry
to programming
Written by Scott Schoffstall
© October 05, 2011
all rights reserved
http://www.poeticsojourn.com/the-sojourner.html