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Namyh
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0 posted 2019-08-25 03:49 PM


The Poet

The Poet, as master of creation, sculpts with words from ideation.
A poetic human Lens under Sun
who must concentrate its rays and in bold exquisite ways
tug the Heart and pluck its strings, one by one.

In a foxhole, words of Courage; out in Space, words of Hope,
on a deathbed, poet’s words to feel alive
are the jewels within a chest from the heart and head and breast
of a poet’s driven quest to pen the scribe.

And even when ‘no inspiration’ is the poet’s root frustration
and no wind to make a flag of words unfurl,
Time will tilt the Lens to daylight
bending words to pinpoint insight
and one breath will hurl that scribe across the world.

So embrace the poet’s mission, as you write with proud submission
to this self imposed commission that occurs.
So that when you speak of Beauty, Love and Death, Truth and Duty,
you’ll make Shakespeare smile with tears and lose his words.

Namyh


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Michael
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1 posted 2019-08-25 10:13 PM


Definitely a mission...and one that seems to grow harder with the bleeding of the passions of youth I think.

Much enjoyed your musings here.

Gunslinger
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2 posted 2019-08-25 10:36 PM


Well said. In the words of an old friend, "Write on!"
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3 posted 2019-08-26 05:43 PM


Namyh...Very well said my friend... Paul

Sometimes hard, sometimes easy, sometimes the poets work is never done
Words arranged in perfect form a thought
brought to life a poem begun

~~To share my poems with you is to share my heart with you~~
Paul

Namyh
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4 posted 2019-08-30 12:05 PM


Paul - What flows in an artist's veins isn't blood, it's paint. In a sculptor's veins, it's dust. And in a poet's veins, it's ink. You're right P. We arrange words as an artist arranges color and a sculptor arranges the chisel of stone. Hope this comes in handy when most needed and thanks for spendin' a spell. Namyh
Namyh
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5 posted 2019-08-30 12:12 PM


Gunslinger - We can't help it. It's in the blood G. Hallelujah for that! Namyh
Namyh
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6 posted 2019-08-30 12:55 PM


Michael - I don't know sometimes I feel the same way. But if I see a beautiful woman, a baby playing, a starlit night or eat a slice of pizza and see a never watched Star Trek episode, I'm inspired and feel I've just knocked off 10 years. Perhaps passion just waits at the brink of extinction for someone or something to resurrect it or it waits at the brink of explosion for someone or something to ignite it. And right in between is often we poets to soak it all up and then put it in words for a clarity fused with the experience of our age. Hallelujah! I'm feeling better already! LOL.Thanks Mike. Namyh
augustsky
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7 posted 2019-08-31 03:24 AM


Namyh, You're one of a kind, & I love reading
you my friend..always have.

A Poets Poem indeed,
Sky~

A Poem Begins as a
Lump in the Throat,
A Sense of Wrong,
A Home-Sickness,
A Love-Sickness.


~Robert Frost

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