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Below is the poem entitled PARDON ME BUT I CONTEST which was written by poet Cyndi MacMillan. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.

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                                       Shakespeare did not write for himself, he wrote for an
                                       audience and his inspiration was a ticket booth, not to
                                       better mankind or tear open his heart. He wrote what
                                       others WANTED him to write.

                                        His craft was for a croft. 

                                       The taxman put his quill to work.

                                       And that was enough.

                                       Frankly, it still is for me.


Inspiration deserves more respect.

Yes, imagination resides in the unexpected:
That gut-flinch as we heard the news,
A splinter of light corrupting dust,
Rusty, onion breath kisses, 
A last embrace that never was,
Rain on crumbled tombstones,
A homeless, one legged man who smiled,
Mottled iceburg lettuce 
Or the shrapnel imprints of internal warfare…

Life demands its recording of 
Sirens in the night or…
Sirens of the sea.

But one word can coat a canvas,
Leave it flushed with hues,
Bleeding its endless mess of
Blues on blues on blues. 

Art is not a why!
Art is a why not?

I have shed layers, without guise,
Heaving thoughts and purpose,
Opened veins that were drought dry,
Elixing madly the image,
Lost in a tangle of creation.

And yet that beginning was not mine.

I trust my pen’s instincts and 
Do not waste ink on indolence 
Nor wrap poems in spotted paper,
But pound at lines with intent,
Bent on delivering my best.

I stand in gratitude for the 
Muses in flesh, who delve out 
Snipets and crumbs and ask us
To design then build a finish.

Ride me hard, taskmasters, 
Lay those crops on my back.

I enjoyed the direction you took me,
For though the journey was unfamiliar
The land jointly crossed became ours~

**For Carol Brown's "Write for Yourself" Contest, which is something I do even when
I am writing for a contest. ;)

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  1. Date: 9/30/2011 11:31:00 PM
    Congrats Cyndi on a terrific win for a magnificent outstanding piece of poetry..that intro is marvelous luv... awesome presentation..

  1. Date: 9/30/2011 8:08:00 PM
    Very nice writing...should have been way way higher up the list in my opinion....excellent stuff....thanks for the pleasure of reading wishes

  1. Date: 9/30/2011 7:50:00 PM
    Good for you Cyndi. True to oneself first. There are some I cannot enter because I cannot write about the subject. Congratulations on a great win. Love, Joyce

  1. Date: 9/30/2011 6:37:00 PM
    You did yourself proud Cyndi. Congratulations I enjoyed the poem you wrote for yourself. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 9/30/2011 12:16:00 AM
    This is just swimming in GREAT notions and great lines. So many great line, like the sirens in the night vs of the sea!! Art is not a why but a why not! Bleeding blue! What awesome images herein, Cyndi. You wield a most clever pen. (and that was funny about Shakespeare what you said. Yeah, he was no dummie. I wish someone wanted to pay ME to write just for what people wanted!) Luv ya, andrea

  1. Date: 9/29/2011 10:03:00 PM
    Thank you. ~N

    MacMillan Avatar Cyndi MacMillan
    Date: 9/29/2011 10:13:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    No, Nancy and Paula and Nette and Michael and all the other dozens of judges, thank YOU :-)