Found Poem # 3 – Truth

As promised I will continue to write Found Poems. Please note the attributions.




She reaches up to wash the sky with pale blue

so it will be ready when you need it

Exploring the world within

Is only possible when you are true

the poet said to thyself be true


In the corners of my mind,

I watch the clouds move in

Hoping for the cleansing rain they might bring

We need truth to prevail

Clean and fresh to drench our souls

With aromas real and natural

Not the alternatives, no , no


We have to learn quiet again

All of us in unison

Still and determined

To reach up and paint a sun filled sky

And not forget to ask, “Why?”