Homage to a Brimful Poet

Homage to a Brimful Poet

A message heart delivered by a musing troubadour

left footprints upon
a well weathered rivers’ rocky shoal

the lazy days of the summer’s

simmering ethereal breezes
lazily waft astir

Unknown distance ‘tween yonder skies azure;

thoughts of nebulous distances
fearlessly ignored 

Connectedness sown and deference’s
soar from high above,

yet beyond vast breadth
afar the great divide

His brimful heart in hand fulfills passersby thirst

needing love here, hearts on sleeves sincere,

wellspring sensibilities handed out willingly here

voids filled by word of quill …

right now is the known needed time

Glasses half empty suffused to their half full brims;

do unto others you will reap just what ye sow

A poet beyond the bounds of his own demure,

 bearing immense understanding

The quintessential essence of family love 

drips from heart like havens rain,

testifies the heart's purpose for being

A poet’s voice speaks in soul’s timeless tongues

unknown breaths
from another understanding realm 

too deep for words;

yet the word sayer struggles to see his forest ‘s poetic beauty for to see beyond the pendant beauty 

within the magnificent grandeur

his own gifted heart’s nurtured trees.

Harlon Rivers . . .©August 21st, 2013

You never know how many rings a tree's trunk 

while it is still standing rooted deeply in the bedrock of mother earth...

long may ye stand tall 

as thy poetic tree's 

ever reaching limbs 

touch heavens azure ...

Respectfully sincerely,

Harlon Rivers