Written by withered fingers. Poetry from the pen of

~The Poet’s Poet~

There are times he is a poet of motion

Then on occasion, emotion

All depending on the mood

It should be understood.

Poems written in celebration

Then on occasion, confrontation

Rarely written to draw blood

Honestly, as if he would.

Words, scurrying across a page

Wanting badly to engage

Knowing that they could

If allowed present a darker presence.

© Chris Black. February 2019

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