Poetry becomes a butterfly
When released from my fingers
Passing across the blush pink of my lips
A flight into the soul of the listening
To rest lightly on their hearts
Or probe and dig a little bit
Touch the emotions and meaning
Deeper than the surface
Words to become their story
What they need them to be
Poetry once shared
Becomes the readers interpretation
And that is the transformational beauty
Of those lyrical phrases
That is the purpose
Of these special places
Debbie Gravett © 2022.04.25
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Flight of Words
Debbie Gravett 