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Many a poet I know a fool
acting like they know-it-all
many a poet I know a tool
acting like "Mr Poet-all" 
unknowingly showing me 
their knowledge of poetry
has boundaries surrounding
ideas rebounding around 
their impounded grounds 
only seeing the same repeatedly 
nothing new unfortunately 
forever under lock and key
belittling anything new they see.

As a poet I'm not especially traditional
more so "special" writing additional 
my raw and new to poetry style
unlike those into poetry awhile
so can I now pick the thoughts
of a traditional poet know-it-all 
I believe to be caught in restriction walls
appearing to parrot what taught in schools
see if I perceive conviction in their cause
or robotic perspective their memory stores 
too Inspect credentials for signs set in stone
content or unambitious toward the unknown 
should I see respect or a moody moan
for new styles outside their own zone

Seemingly their priority is to teach all to try to be 
writing unoriginally prevent the mind think free 
in a strictly stricken view I see crippling you 
never trying new or seeking something else to do 
you have regulations on how creativity is written
preventing inspiration thus so negatively driven
speculating with unchallenged repetition 
as though been tutored to a limit
you're now failing to ascend merited 
having starved all but within it.

So please respect my detected inclination at play
but poetry is a creative artform not set in its ways 
and those paved paths you pace and wear thin
were once unpaved before their now adored placing
so shouldn't a creative artform progress and not stay there
wouldn't it go on new quests paving unpaved or 
invent realise and find in amaze ways new spaces
not be assigned a confined station like railways 
instead seek to new roads or train to fly the skies
cus a closed off mind concealed in a cocoon 
denies the butterfly wings the room
like a inverted narrow mind blinds clues

let's preserve and branch from the lay of the track
if poetry stays then poetry slacks but if adapts
poetry won't wear weak crumble and crack
recycling the same will only sink in to the black

I don't want to conform to the common or normal
because I see it as a creative short fall.

So why refuse new styles when you could embrace all poetry?
are you a poet or are you a phoney?
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