The Poet

The Poet Tribute to Tim Smith @ Poetrysoup.com Seeking inspiration in the darkness of the night. He listens to the shadows to give him words to write. A longing somewhere in the wind a broken heart cries out. It's captured his attention, now's not the time to doubt. He listens to a love gone wrong he hears the teardrops fall. Still he cannot turn away until he's heard it all. It speaks to him of anguish and of a broken will. He feels a soul begin to bleed but he listens still. When silence again finds him in the shadows of the night. He speaks for the voiceless within the words he'll write. Sending hope and faith and love on wings of butterflies. He reaches out to broken souls then he helps them rise. For deep inside he holds a key though many may not know it. The way to mend a broken heart is the heart inside the poet. Edwin C Hofert