A Poet’s Aim

A Poet’s Aim

As sharpened arrow

prepped

with ‘Bow’
not strung inept.

Hunted
‘dearly’

‘models’
to motivate

a poet’s words
thoughtfully begun
in times ancient

when downed many suns…

Candles burning
in hearts afire

glowing like embers
floating…

In flight upwards
under darkened skies of ‘what-fors’… Our forever ‘whys’ asked in nightly searches… Moaning. Groaning… As deepening shadows

smothering
encroaches.

So we write to inspire: “Inquire! Inquire!”

Dipping varied tips in bloodied ink

To pierce a heart.
To initiate a cry

“Make a change!… Do. Or die.

Value life.”

To invite all… to aspire to ‘individual’ success!

To hit a ‘bulls-eye’ of happiness
garnered by reaching

‘right-hearted and ‘just’
desires.


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