…of time
We are the poets
the keepers of time
the ones who will not
let it slip away
for in our verses
in our rhymes
we hold eternity in sway
poetry comes to us
from the tears
of the lonely moon
when she is at her lowest
languishing in the sky
spinning moonbeams
and moonbows
in her desolation
an inspiration to the dark
like the stars, she carries
the cries of lost souls
as they drift up
from the depths of the sea
as we poets, eternal beings
beyond mortal beliefs
have offered up our very souls
we take our readers
to the brink of death
then back to life again
our words living on
even when we are gone
as angels, our wings
are always outstretched
soaring upon the wind
for we bring beauty to a world
that desperately needs it
verse after verse after verse
our artistry
at times dark or melancholy
but always read between the lines
to find the beauty woven through
that can only be found by you
© Ann Bagnall
