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Poem Without Words
By Fred E. Beaulieu


you are my poem without words
cadence and rhythm too beautiful to be constrained by mere stanza and verse
fluid measures unbound by the rigid confines of the printed page
sweeping elegance too elusive to be captured by scribe’s quill
flowing streams of cascading rhymes faintly scented with hints of lavender


you are my poem without words
I long to explore the depths of your hidden meanings
immerse myself in your subtle imagery
and bask in the elation of your eternal message
as your raven tresses frame the fair borders of your sweet visage


you are my poem without words
when compared to the revered sonnets of the ages composed by sage poets,
none can approach your delicate and graceful eloquence
in your presence I stand breathless and awestruck
forever inspired by the timeless nature of your perfect prose


you are my poem without words
...let me read you again


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Fred is a lifelong resident of West Michigan, and has enjoyed a rewarding career in computer programming. His interests include music, reading, puzzles, old movies, and of course poetry. He enjoys writing poems which reflect the many faces of life and love.