Open Poetry #21 |
Poetic Insanity |
thejingler Junior Member
since 2002-07-21
Posts 15NC |
The jingler believes that in their innocent state of being, even mere mortals should be able to enjoy the wonders of poetry. Poetic Insanity In the dark corner sit the young poet Mysterious verses filling his head He wrote of his great fear of seaweed How he was glad that his mother was dead His mentation lasted for hours Giving thought to earth and all life He spoke of his lunar perception And how he once cut his toe with his knife Now mere mortals are not privy to poets We exist on a much lower plain While they hide in dark inner sanctums We must remain open and sane Now poets are read by smug critics Who examine each stanza and line They only win contests and money When the poet is judged out of his mind |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(big hugggsssssss) Oh Dillard, this is so very true, I couldn't agree with you more, every one has the beauty of poetry in their heart, unfortunately there is a critic for everything and in poetry I believe ones feelings can never be criticized! (sigh) This is wonderful, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Dillard, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Amazing writing here... I am really enjoying your work... Write on! ~Hugs~ ~Somewhere in my heart I'm always |
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