David Taylor - Poem Catcher

It would be nice to write a verse
that had the power to reach your hearts
to reach the poetic charts
that stuns the readers' minds
and carries the music of angelic harps
a poem with the wit and pith
of a wordsmith, genius with
an idiotic twist of Milligan
and the flowing prose of Edgar Allen Poe
but all I can write is this
a flimsy verse of withered words
about a longing, a desire of mine
to make these words both flow and rhyme
with subtle meanings thought
on starry journeys of wistful dreams
down sparkling streams of effervescent
bubbled themes that froth and babble
through sweet scented groves of
olive trees resting fragrantly in repose
but heaven knows it's not in me
to make a flowery petal'd prose
that fits into stylish rhythmic verse
and mirrors in its majesty
the beauty of the moon or sea
as a pauper I must be sure to know
the unrelenting stream of words that flow
and go straight to readers' hearts
are not to be written by my hand
but perhaps with a fine fine net
I might just catch some music, rhyme
as with worded chimes
they fly past my heart and mind.

David Taylor

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