.39) The Greatest Poem

Rating: 3.6

The greatest poem
is the one you're writing,

sparks flying from your pen
as from Vulcan's furnace,

hand and arm lubricated
and calibrated with a mind

that's up on a ladder
at its far end,
hopefully receiving notes
from an angel or two—

fresh bread,
Rumi called it,

a little piece of Soul,
'out there' and sculpted
to perfection...

or near perfection,
you see the next day
as you fix a flaw
that's appeared overnight,

and a few more
the day after that. Then

the Life-force flows
into a new creation,
this one has hardened
and is left to feed the birds,

and some day when you've
forgotten about it completely,
you'll come upon it again, feel awed,
and wonder, 'Who wrote that? '

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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Original Unknown Girl 15 January 2007

Love this Max.... so true! Writing is a great journal to mirror the mind! You are right though, often you look and back and you're like...... what? ? Great poem! HG: -) xx

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Esther Leclerc 02 April 2006

I echo the others' sentiments - all true of a wonderful poem and poet. : ] Esther

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Brian Dorn 02 April 2006

Max, brilliant write! Poems are like people, constantly striving to improve, but not always succeding. Brian

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Patricia Gale 02 April 2006

A delightful write! Patricia Gale

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Duncan Wyllie 02 April 2006

And who indeed Max? I am enjoying so much of your work I’m not sure about perfect but why not say 'Profound, Priceless or Passionate.. You are such a good poet in my eyes.Love Duncan

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