Another's View
Imagine the view from inside
and I'm sure you certainly can
An idea which peeps
from your mind
and leaps into your pen.
Burning words sear the page
Braided pearls weaved into each line.
A poem is born,to be read,by other's eyes
To ingrain,imprint and impact
upon another's mind.
For to read and feel the joy or pain
put forth~ from another's imagined view
You read, you laugh, perchance you cry.
It's the Art of Poetry reaching the heart of you.
Ah, but when it touches your soul
the very core of life to impart
yes 'Tis then and when
Poetry Truly Becomes Art.