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Poulter's Measure-Lyrically Concordant

Putting thoughts on paper, connoting their portent; contesting guilt by being lyrically concordant with symphonic tones of poetical elegance, expressing a mere necessity rather than extravagance. Putting thoughts on paper is connoting their meaning, while being internally stirred by a conversional insight; so adamant in displaying poetic verses to the living... expressing dire necessities rather than narrating plight. Contesting guilt and dissolve its pain begore it gets intense, sleep restores the weariness endured to achieve the quest; drastic changes have to be made and be lyrically concordant: is there anything easily obtained without a sustained diligence? Use sympathetic tones with no harsh reprimands: shun contention; your genuine narrative can be epic and assertive enough to convince, stir clear of hideous ideologies that smother with souls with vengeance: denial is the culprit of all absurd vanities, repentance leads to redemption.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 2/17/2010 5:32:00 PM
Poetry is a mere necessity for me,that is so true,,just simple words coming from the Heart,printed in a verse.Your work is extravagant indeed..:)Charma
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Date: 2/17/2010 3:21:00 PM
Yes, this has much to ponder in it even though it's a small piece, Andrew. An interesting write. thanks so much for your comment on my recent post. LUv, Andrea
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Date: 2/17/2010 1:11:00 PM
Interesting thoughts that a writer can relate to. I think the last line describes my writing--simple and nothing extravagant. Youpve got me pondering with this poem--I keep on rereading it. Good luck in the contest. Karen
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Date: 2/17/2010 12:46:00 PM
That last line says so much about the creative poets on this site who express deep concepts using few words. And I love the way the language seems like a melody in this poem! Outstanding work, Andrew! Love, Carolyn
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