A plethora of poems <br />A surfiet of alliteration <br />An aberration of rhythm and rhyme <br />An overindulgence of metaphors <br />A superfluity of cliche's; <br />I am spoilt for truth <br />And can no longer see <br />?he poems for the words <br />That crowd around me <br /> <br />Our words replace in language <br />?he silence of despair <br />We share our joys and insights <br />And touch the yearning pain <br />That hides, that needs to be, that glides <br />That aches for breath <br />That longs for desire <br />That sets our words on fire <br />That leads us to our death<br /><br />Carlton Carr<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/poems-on-poetry-words-on-fire/
