All that is Dreamt

All that is Dreamt short poem

All that is dreamt, all that is lived, is Poetry.

Rhythmic breaths, The beat of a heart,

The fluttering of eyes.

Each rendered piece of a life’s experience,

Verses revealed, read, and reveled in.

At times, our tears, the ink to page.

At times, our anger and our rage.

And in days of blessed glories,

Smiles and joys,

Such wondrous journeys.

Yes, these things, dreamt.

These skins that we all abide in,

Yes,

All that is lived,

Is Poetry.

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William B. Burkholder

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Lyrical derivations,gleaned from empiracle observations. The collective verses of experience rendered to rhyme..I am an author of five publications and an author of over 200 works of digital art, most of which can be seen in my photo archive here on face book. my writings are scattered over the internet as well as on face book. I have edited several literary websites, the most recent being troubadour21.com. I am a husband, father, stepdad and grandpa living the great dream of happiness. My life is my day job, my writing and art and my friendships
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Arti Honrao
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Wow! You have so well described what Poems mean to Poets..
There are some poems I wish I had written … this is one of those

Keep writing
GBU
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