Insight... is only superseded by foresight,
which in truth is an out-of-the-box sight-
of thinking, brainstorming, eyes phased and sideways,
tapping the God-Gift of peripheral pathways,
as opposed to premonition which is poor definition,
of twenty-twenty vision, or false intuition-
from a night time apparition, better known as a Dream,
perhaps within a Dream and a dark perditious scheme,
which makes for a thrillingly, chillingly theme,
the kind that the Master, Poe, penned smooth as cream,
each line crisp and clean... fresh and tight as a seam.
There be none to pen such gripping lines,
this wordsmith of Great Classic times;
Pioneer of Contemporary poetry,
Inventor of the mystery crime story,
and Macabre... his real true Life story.
FjR-MMXX
Superbly written poetic discourse on themes we poets try to dissect. A wonderful piece with a little tribute to the master dissector Edgar Allan Poe. Have a good sleep FJRJr.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful blank verse composed brilliantly! Liked the opening two lines most! Appreciated and admired................10