I am not a good poet.
For, I am neither purely good,
nor purely poetic.
However, I am a man,
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How could anyone ever truly
Define great poetry?
Factors are so many that contribute
To the way each person does hear-feel-and see.
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Stars aglow in the night sky
Pass so quietly by,
Is it us or them
Who return again?
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The road
With its load,
And so the path
Granting its wrath-
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What would we want with a god of no mystery
A god so simply contained
Within the limits of human history?
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Oh, where to find
Great moments
Of nonrecordable time -
A place
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There is no wind here
Just a turning of the air -
The fossil has been formed
By something no longer there.
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There is a place the spirit goes
Where the wild wind blows,
Where none are bound
And only freedom to love is found -
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They came
They went,
All along the cell's
The prisoners wept-
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Going somewhere special
Or just living an ordinary day,
Makes all the difference
Of what I wear along the way -
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