The poet needs a child’s eye,
a saint’s ear and an adult’s passion.
Sprinkled with a god’s patience and a devil’s luck.
Carrying the pain of the entire world,
and the joy of the simplest moment;
all wrapped up with a twinkle in the eye.
Author notes
I dunno...a bit...meh. Oh well....the very little I've done lately has just been total shit.
A contest entry
- quickish... first in a long time!!! : by xxRainbowDawnxx.
400 points, ended October 1, 19 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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So true... Well said
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Whoa~
What Imagery You brought forward my Friend and Love how You take
the prompt and with Brevity able to convey a feast for the Mind
and Soul~
I'm still working on that part~
Adore the line:
and the joy of the simplest moment;
Speaks volumes~
Bravo!
Keep that quill dancing
Thank You for sharing Your Talent
Best wishes in the contest
with love & light~ Desire~*~
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