Poetry 365 | Day 70 | Sonnet 3
Who are our Teachers? I say Everyone;
Stop and Give attention and you will find
That the leper's Touch is often undone–
Miracles lie in the simplest mind,
For the parched Soil may be solid and cracked;
Looking as if it will produce no Life,
But tilling hands and Rain will bring it back,
Because the Spark of genius dwells in strife.
The youngest and oldest often Know more
Than those who have become lost in their books,
Experts in Love are knocking on your door,
Don't discount the Truth with how it may look.
Neighbors often share their wisdom Freely,
Cheapen your Tastes and you won't pay a fee.
--Stephen Martin, 3/2/19
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In a nutshell, post your poetry below for consideration in my monthly, online, blockchain, poetry journal.
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