Poetry is a clear window into the heart. I often write to express the thoughts and emotions inside me--not knowing what will appear on the page but invariably discovering more about myself and the world around me.

For Ken...

Posted Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Bespectacled beloved
A nuturer for the masses
For the one
Who is lost
A shepherd of wisdom
And folly
He sips from the font of truth
Authentically he roams
Seeking the telling tears
The ripe blossom
The impossible possibility
He is awake
A fighter
For the masses
For the one
Who is lost

by Lara Tallman

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