He was a poet

Who held his poems

Within

 

Yet poetic was the silence

Rippling through the air

Through which he passed

 

Poetry sang in the veins

Of those he touched

 

He was a poet

Who held his poetry

Within

 

And we have become

The poems he never spoke

 

#dayofsilence

 

 

#poetrymonth

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