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Scorched Words
@01-10-18, Olan L. Smith
Sappho's scorched words unearthed speak
The works of muses everywhere,
Who fears the lust of words established;
Life from clay, flesh to ashes.
Raise the poet to the heavens
Feel her passion touch the soul
And know whatever comes to light
Knew first simple darkness.
Touch my spirit immortal muse,
But abide your sisters
Who bear me as their brother;
Poetry is our strength.
Our blood is the liquid that binds
All with one, and the zephyrs'
Gust guide through mortal time completes;
I hear your gale thrash the sails.
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YOU ARE READING
Poems from the Quill, by Olan L. Smith
Poetry"Poems from the Quill" is where I place current works that don't fall into other collections. It is here you will find obscure poems that range from constraint to free-verse. I began this collection as a contest entry, years ago, for what was then t...
