He pulls words out of the open skies
As fires sprinkle their sightly plumes
Bravery is a soft romantic escapade
Riding stallions through cosmic rooms
 
The skies, his fun-filled playground
His feet suspended by nothing at all
Give rise to his spirit, his comrade in arms
His manuscript, his animated toy to scrawl
 
When life is a narrow prison for the soul
Words are spoken with a girded reverence
The wordist shakes them way out of his mind
His sanity in question, a walk upon the fence
He is a poet, a proud rebel of the audacious kind

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Nelson D Reyes
about 2 years

Love this one.

There are times when no words can express your feelings - sad or happy.
Accept is all you do, smile with a heavy heart or a joyous one.
Like the line...life is a narrow prison for the soul.

Thanks Robert.

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