The beauty of poetry is that it is your own. In a world with no possession, poetry is truly the one thing that is internally yours, and no one else's. No one else in history has written those same words that you have. That is the unique extravagance of poetry, so I leave, knowing that I have told a story, or expressed an emotion, that will forever be mine, and only mine. What a blessing.
A contest entry
- Famous Last Words by Trixie08.
300 points, ended November 7, 2007, 10 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Such a powerfully penned piece, and so true.. You have your own story to tell.. and being a poet, you leave some wonderful treasure for your loved ones. Congrates on the Gold... Peace, Timothy aka poeticweaver~
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Great words for someone truly wise, I love it and I believe in what you say. Thank you so much for entering.
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