To live with open eyes and hands soft
A curse and gift from heaven brought
Of a thousand cigarretes and endless voice
A body of thought, and tempest choice
Toil in changing shops
All to sing on mountain tops.
From trips to paris in warmth and cold
Comes the poet perpetually paroled
To tend his invisible garden
To grow whatever it is it offers
And place in his coffers
An old dagger of rusted gleam
Or perhaps a star of ivory dream.
Love is what the poet has
For the birds and whatever was
Spite for abstract cause
That may require a word as gauze
Patience for the sun and moon
Shall bring months of fountains
And lower the tallest mountains.
Author notes
yea i had a bit of writters block, but i have gone back to my usual poetry. It has my usual way of symbolism, something which i have not seen alot in myself lately. plus it also inspired a column, im very happy with the end result of both so i came back to writting in a good fashion. hope u enjoyed
A contest entry
- Won't Get Fooled Again by JustWhoIAm.
300 points, ended December 27, 2007, 7 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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very nice
I like the symbolism, Nice write. Look forward to more of your work. beat that block.
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Thank you for your entry.
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Congratulations on the bronze... it was very well deserved... I really like the alliteration that you used, just in general your use of language is brilliant... I really enjoyed finding this poem
Keep writing
Polly -
Wonderful
I especially like a word as gauze, it speaks to the heart of poetry,as a healing medium with such subtlety.
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Cool
Wow I liked the poem. especcialy when it says love is what a poet has... good job
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Glorious
"Comes the poet perpetually paroled" is deffinitly my favorite thing any this work. I've never read your stuff before but i like your style -
Darling, this was beautiful...personally, I like the meter, and I hope that you come out of your writer's block. The first stanza was definitely my favorite, and I just love how you worded it. Lovely. Take care.
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Good for you, my friend! I just came off of a writer's block myself, so I know how hard it can be to tickle your muse. I really did enjoy this... So many people think that anyone can be a poet, but to word things in just such a way, find all the right words in the right order... It is very difficult, indeed. But upon completion, the end result is totally worth it! Well done, dear poet, and keep the ink flowing.
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