W.Jude Aher
where Art touches Poetry and puts the united states literary world to shame!
Just a Poet; Never just!
by: Jackie Aher
"I cry my Poet Tears across all my country's Greed andHate!"
spirit
rider
dream
rhyme
when
we dare
to
talk of time
in
the silence
dare
we wait
seconds
sound as
minutes
sound as
hours
days
pass as years
a
spirit rider
dancing
within the circle
of
echoes
time
within time
a
place for poets
to
sing their songs
to
shatter the mirror
which
holds the unseen
till
all the years pass
into
a dream rhyme
no
compassion
everybody
knows
the
emperor has new clothes
as
he stands and parades
naked
as can be
it
is what any
thinking
person can see
who
is this man
a
soul who
carries
no compassion
a
man without pockets
a
tree out of it’s season
whose
leaves fall
to
lie dead on the ground
as
music with sound
song of light
where holds a light
lost
lost in the night
a small candle unlit
searching for a shadow
to cast upon outside
concrete wall
children’s wishes search in vain
just a stain of darkness
where are these children
searching dreaming hoping
a young lost child’s song
small and unheard
dares to sing
and music calls to the light
nothing bright
what might be
if all the lost children dared
to sing that child’s
song of light
- jude