I have no words of magic

I have no words of magic

Let moths eat my verse

Let light disperse through the fabric

Let all words incline - onwards

And upwards translucent  

As a breath upon a windowpane

Gazing inwards ever silent  

To the mysteries we contain.

Reviews

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

This was really very lovely, Mark. I like the emotional impact of it, as well as the smooth ease of the message and flow. It is true, we have no "words of magic", but what is magic is the emotions we are able to instill within others as they read our work. One tiny suggestion...in such a short poem, perhaps switch out the word "words" in the second line "Let moths eat my verse", perhaps? That way it's not a sticking point in terms of the flow of the read. Beautifully done, though, I quite enjoyed the read.

[Mark Heathcote]

Hi Sarah I’m pleased you like my poem and I really like the suggestions you have made.
And I like that “verse would make an internal rhyme with disperse” so I agree with your logic here and wish to thank for your support and input on this one thanks. :)