the day
poetry died
an ordinary day
the words just quietly faded
...
Wisdom
personified
as feminine beauty
she is more precious than rubies
...
within
my memory
these thoughts of humankind
everything seems to happen with
...
awesome
peaks and valleys
searching for a new zeal
slowly my soul boards the plane to
...
Sorrowful and resplendent she arrives
Flaunting the wares of her twisted archives
Her seductive drink of prepared pleasure
Seeking a lonely, foolish heart's treasure
...
Laughter
from the belly
releasing endorphins
relieving the pain in a heart
...
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Poets Where Are You?
the day
poetry died
an ordinary day
the words just quietly faded
away
they've all
gone, one by one
our prodigal poets
all we have left is the final
countdown
finding
friends on facebook
spacing out in myspace
following and being followed
twitter
they all
just up and left
so what are you doing?
obsessing with what's on your mind!
return
I say!
your inner self
share who you really are
sacrifice a few pokes and tweets
for words
yes words
savoured with salt
words that yearn to be heard
that emanate from deep within
again!
forget
what's on your mind!
tell me what's in your heart!
that is what you should be doing
please write!