Poetry By Chuck



Where are they the Poets of old.

They who wrote such wonderful prose.

Where are they the Poets of old.

We remember them,

even though the memory is old.

For they are gone never to return.

Far beyond earthly concerns.

We remember their wit and poetic ways.

Why did they leave us behind

with only the words

they said to comfort us.



When I read the poetry of old and follow the thoughts of such wonderful prose, I find that I wonder where they are.     Where are you poets now that you've gone so far.   Are you near?  Can you read?   It's your guidance that I need!   Help me choose the words I use.   Help me rhyme and find the time....to be half as good as you......