When reading poetry

it

makes

me

 

want to write!

How

to

ignite

 

these pages with

moral

and

myth?

 

To dress secrets

like

these

poets,

 

weavers of words,

keepers

of

lords

must be…

Colors sing songs,

rights

into

wrongs

 

with happy endings?

Light

backwards

bending?

 

Fingers made of

hope

and

love,

 

or of electricity?

Poets

show

me

 

How to win

souls,

let’s

begin!

 

How do they

manage

to

make

 

dead come alive,

weak

to

survive?