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A Poets Rebuttal
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A Poets Rebuttal |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla 
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A Poets Rebuttal The mind of a poet is a butterfly’s flight He lands on all flowers that come into sight. He colors his wings each flower he lands And lives on the nectar they offer so grand. Each hue is a view each view is a hue His palette is endless his brush stroke are dew He’s as fragile as the mist of the morn The slightest rejection and he is gone. He is a spirit that roams the ethereal mode And lives by the rules of fantasies code. A phantom part human part vision it’s true A gossamer being, that flies in the blue. A demigod and a nonconformist A seeker a dreamer a Jason of goal A weaver of stories of twist and of gist A traveler that knocks at the door of each soul. An odd piece of clay that thinks he can fly That soars in the blue in the shape of a Y. [This message has been edited by Seymour Tabin (edited 02-24-2001).] |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
Ok, Seymour, you took my breath away with this one. " The mind of a poet is a butterfly’s flight He lands on all flowers that come into sight. He paints his wings each flower he lands And lives on the nectar they offer so grand. Each hue is a view each view is a hue His palette is endless his brush stroke sundew. He’s as fragile as the mist of the morn The slightest rejection and he is gone. He is a spirit that roams the ethereal mode And lives by the rules of fantasies code. A phantom part human part vision it’s true A being that mentally flies in the blue. A demigod and a nonconformist A seeker a dreamer a Jason of goal A weaver of stories of twist and of gist A traveler that knocks at the door of each soul. An odd piece of clay that thinks he can fly That soars in the blue in the shape of a why." I thought I was flying!! This is super-man!!!  |
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Poet deVine
Administrator
Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
A perfect rebuttal!!! This is wonderful Sy. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
The mind of a poet is a butterfly’s flight He lands on all flowers that come into sight. He paints his wings each flower he lands And lives on the nectar they offer so grand. Each hue is a view each view is a hue His palette is endless his brush stroke sundew. He’s as fragile as the mist of the morn The slightest rejection and he is gone. He is a spirit that roams the ethereal mode And lives by the rules of fantasies code. ================ A seeker a dreamer a Jason of goal A traveler that knocks at the door of each soul. An odd piece of clay that thinks he can fly That soars in the blue in the shape of a why. ======================= Ive said it before and I'll say it again ... Oh how I love the way your poetic mind works .... and to walk barefoot in its lush garden like this is equal to raspberry nectar  AND I have also said before... and will say again ... YOU CAN FLY ...you just did and so did we upon witnessing this is awesome inspire sweet Sy *winkiewinkie* later-melovelybutterflypoet-gator  me  Strange ... the desire for certain pleasures is a part of my pain. ~Kahlil Gibran~ |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Seymour~ My turn to be all a'flutter~ Winged thoughts-hued of golden butter Flight does soar~ Forevermore *wink* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Poeminister Senior Member
since 2000-02-26
Posts 1862Regina SK; Canada |
"An odd piece of clay that thinks he can fly That soars in the blue in the shape of a why." Exquisite rhyme as always Sy. Enjoyed this read muchly. Poeminister [This message has been edited by Poeminister (edited 02-25-2001).] |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Kathleen, You are so kind, thank you so much. DeVine One, Thank you for the wonderful. JM, You are the greatest. Winkiewinkie Stinky Marge, Thank you butter flutter. *L* Poeminster, Glad you enjoyed, thank you. |
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Poeminister Senior Member
since 2000-02-26
Posts 1862Regina SK; Canada |
bump |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Beautiful poem, Sy!! Lovely!! On Gossamer On gossamer your soul soars high As gentle as a butterfly Adrift upon the springtime breeze Wings flutter with such grace and ease. In meadow fair or hill or glen You drift aloft and bless again With ev’ry word from your pen wrought Those walls it seems have only taught A little higher, friend, to fly There is no limit to the sky To any door you hold the key To open it poetic’ly Across the chasm wide you sail Portraying truth, you never fail On gossamer fly ever high As gentle as that butterfly. 12/99 |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
I really enjoyed this, it was very uplifting and lilting in rhythm. I do wonder if you noticed how you departed from your rhyme scheme in one stanza in particular. |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Poeminister, Thanks for the bump. Denise, Thank you so much for the lovely poem. *L* Vas, You are right I did change the rhyming. |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
....and I, my friend, am re-butting this right back to the top! Well done, and a pleasure to find on my return home... |
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Denise
Moderator
Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
You're welcome, Sy! I wrote that over a year ago for you! Time sure does fly, doesn't it? Sort of like you! [This message has been edited by Denise (edited 02-25-2001).] |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Sunshine, Welcome home to home and home. *L* Denise, Well to tell the truth I sort of like you too. *L* |
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