If I Didn't Poet |
by Erika Burt |
I would be sign words to the deaf
Be Braille to the blind
A mime to the crowd or even pantomime
Give clues with my lashes
Whistle wonders in disguise
Sigh serenades or
Tap it out on stage
Play the flute or the lyre
String a violin
Dance to a song like I'm floating in the wind
Perhaps I would hum
A myriad of melodies so sweet
Draw words to love songs
From deep within me
All that so I could show it
For you my dear
If I didn't poet
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