Poetry, Feelings, Emotions!

: : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Poetry, feelings, emotions! The mixture's so sublime, There's no need for magic potions, just lines and lines of rhyme, A perfect recitation proves the height of eloquence, No wonder it excites or soothes each time it makes new friends. The poets pass the beacon on when their time comes to leave, When knowing that their gifts are gone so others may receive. Life comes and goes, yet Man holds fast though generations fade, As children learn from poems past and new ones freshly-made. They may not write as well, of course, yet give them time to grow, They may write poems none ignores someday for all we know. Our feelings run like streams and dreams, emotions rise and fall, While poets pen rhymes by the reams as if a miracle. For God has purposed Man to write, to let his feelings out, Expressing faith that shines so bright or dimming dark by doubt. The sun shines still, just as the moon, the silver snowflakes flow, With Christmas gone or coming soon, the Christmas trees still glow. As long as Man holds on to love, to hope and wisdom, too, Then poetry will prove enough to help and guide us through. Find all the best the poets wrote, take heed of what you read, For in these are the antidote that helps you to succeed. Great poems help to motivate as if Man's foremost quest, But only if it's not too late for us to do our best. Denis Martindale. The last day of May 2021.