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POEMS
Poems are
feel and tell.
But to touch
is to know the secrets of my mind.
Vowels are different
in touch and teach.
Follow the road
that has been set before you.
Say the words
and you have found the secret once again.
The soup has been spilled
and the alphabet scrambles
into syllables of rhythm and rhyme.
Once heard,
the words form patterns
of symbols that exemplify
the naive nature of the suggestion.
But one can
never deny
the healing power
of the words.
Mark Furlong
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