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Writers and Poets

Writers and poets are a different breed They live and breathe phrases and concepts Awash with all manner of clever speech At engaging the reader, they're adept They invite you on travels to distant lands To discover strange customs and beliefs To experience a whole new world apart The Rain Forests, The Great Barrier Reef Through the eyes of these intrepid travellers We witness different morals and rituals Experiences people wouldn't normally view Many of which, are sacred and spiritual Imagine if we didn't have these literary giants To warn us of mistakes of the past The Great Depression, the two World Wars How great nations through history never last Writers and poets are a different breed They focus on the ethereal side of being Flying high above the horizons In a world of unknown and unseeing © Jack Ellison 2014

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Robert Nehls

Date: 8/2/2014 3:01:00 AM

Very well written, Jack. Yes, I truly believe that we are an instrument of truth in observation and the eyes so that others may see. We are guided by a spirit that demands that our pen convey these observations and contemplations. I will put this in my favorites, my friend...... Robert.

Jack Ellison
Date: 8/2/2014 6:27:00 AM

You are always so supportive of my poetry, Robert my friend! Your very well written comments are truly appreciated! I THANK YOU AGAIN!!!... Jack

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 7/31/2014 2:33:00 PM

Beautiful!!!

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 7/31/2014 2:32:00 PM

I love the world of the unknown...and its wonderful when our pen travels there.

Jack Ellison
Date: 7/31/2014 3:25:00 PM

So so good to hear from you again, dear lady! Never stopped loving you sweet Charmaine! XOX

Carol Eastman

Date: 7/30/2014 10:52:00 AM

All that and can rhyme too, Amazing! amazingly my kids run down the street to avoid my poetry and others flock to read it. Where'd I go wrong? Certainly not with Dragon! Come to think of it... He reads my poetry but he chases me around the lake, lights everything afire once a week, and drives me insane with crazy plots and fights with the Sheriff of Crazyland! Well, no one's perfect! Except me! Mamma's always right. Even when she's wrong... Darn! Now I've got Grandpa Troll laughing... Sigh...

Jack Ellison
Date: 7/30/2014 2:04:00 PM

Kids think parents are from another time and place so how could we possibly be current! LOL XOX