The Poetry Poem

Here's a poem that was inspiried by my 11th grade English teacher, who used to tell us that "Words are power." Which is true, words are, indeed power. So this was written. Enjoy.

A word is a powerful force to behold,
Even though it cannot be beheld,
Who can resist the stories told,
When the pen and the poet's mind meld?

With a simple turn of a phrase,
Or a well thought out eloquent rhyme,
Literature shall never cease to amaze,
When all of those elements combine,

For mightier than the sword is the pen,
So 'tis now, so 'twas then,
For when I die, much to my disdain,
'Twill be my words that survive and remain.

Reviews

[A Lost Man Found]

Positively breathtaking. I am going to quote you on that last line. Neal says hi.

[B L Bushong]

It is supposed to be a bit tounge-in-cheek. I wouldn't have titled it that way otherwise. :P Glad you enjoyed it.

[Brett Campaigne]

my last review was a compliment by the way. Even if you had not intended to be funny, i found the concise rhythm and wittiness well executed, with a clever title to boot. This poem has a raucous chant feeling to it.

[Brett Campaigne]

This poem had me in stitches!

mind meld!!!