The Poet Poem by George BernardBloodyShaw
The Poet
He must make a spark
before he can make a fire,
before a poem is born,
then as he writes
be consumed
by the fire
of his own creation.
Now as assumed
words on paper to adorn.
They flow
as music on a lyre,
not hitting bytes,
p'raps making a mark
with poetic recreation.
Painting a picture
in the mind
to find
the poet.
Inspired by the philosophy of Auguste Rodin.....
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