Poetry: Of no Matter

by Liam

My eloquence is of no matter

Words, letters, poetry will come green in spring,

Will sing, then fall again from the tree

What’s in you matters, not in these

Scratches which quaver wet across a page

It’s in thee, which these words profound have found

Awaken the experience of universality

Cloak this gratitude fain about thee

For it will feed thy life

You create, free the humble day from strife.