Polly don't need your cracker...
The words, empty and meaningless,
without purpose, strength or ability,
change no views, sharpen no sense,
and define no sentiment..
Like paint in a bucket,
to be splashed upon the surface of our lives,
creating nothing, but a landscape of banality,
until touched by the spirit of the poet,
who breathes life to their form,
adds color to their emptiness,
stretches their boundaries,
changes their structure,
and captures life within them.