About the Poem
My interest in poetry took root in my early childhood and was nourished by my mother's readings from a tattered book of classic poems that I still possess. Poetry is a language of the heart; Unguarded words written from the very core of the human spirit without regard to appearances. We all know there is a higher plane to this existence than mere flesh and bone; and our level of awareness is increased each time we touch or are touched in spirit from that level of humanity whose name escapes our tongue. Yet we know, instinctively, that this is the entity where eternity resides...as a poet, I seek to ride such winds and write down my visions on the wing......I have also been known to write with the pen name of KnightWriter....
Flesh And Bone |
by Randy Guilhas |
What lay within mere mortal men Is more than meets the eyes 'Twas written in immortal winds By wiser men than I Flesh and bone cannot atone For those who rise above Whose hearts are honed on sacred stones Of hope and truth and love 'Tis they who reach the mountain peaks From the valleys of desire And they who speak when wisdom seeks To teach to those inspired They measure nay in treasures paid Of coin cut from gold The measure's of the pleasures of The treasures of the soul |
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4 Visitor Comments
kc
Truly a KnightWriter treasure!
Karen
Hello dear friend I did a google search and here you are. Your words are magic, as always. LadyKaren
Mike
Randy, so good to see your work again. The Kightwriter has been missed by many. This work is so very good you have continued to write grand works I see. Thanks for sharing it, Bear.
Wendy
Intense--with a classical flavor. I love it!
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