Long have tapestries been woven to tell tales.
Thread expertly chosen to depict every detail,
dyes richly combined
to bring forth the imagery.
Clear, neat, refined.
Silvertongues have learnt to weave tapestries with words.
Audiences spend hours listening
in suspense, enthralled by the daring twists at play.
Poets do the same, but set down their words
so the tapestries may be admired time and time again.
When Silvertongues and poets gather,
such is the intensity
that the air fills with the colour of life.
Each a muse to the other,
they walk hand in hand,
bonded at last to oversee the ripples
they couldn’t help but create.