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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required (I am with my published four books of poems.) I breathe poetry wielding a tool, mighty, mightier than either the sword or rod. I reign as an Empress in Fancy's domain, sketching life in ornate motifs and mode. I paint with dull colors of pain and strife also with brighter shades of gaiety and grace, in finer yarn than the gossamer thread on the fabric of fancy in befitting verse. At times stealing away from the noisy crowd, into the stillness of the cloistered cell, I dwell with Fancy's mystic charms, and weave downy dreams at will. Babbling with the brook rushing swift, racing with the deer loping past, sometimes I wander into mysterious woods where flowers, their richest fragrance cast. My ears are intent on the songs of birds which come floating from the far off groves and the whirr of cicadas on the bark of trees, breaking the calm of twilight eves. I love to saunter along stretching strands, watching virulent breakers in fury heave. My heart dances with every tide and swings with the rhythm of rising wave. I feast on the gleam of the auburn sun and the speckled blue of the infinite sky, watching the day dying in flame and the night in a diadem of stars vie. I hearken to the moans of lovelorn souls and sing of love’s beauty in ditties fine triggering sparks into flames grow in umpteen hearts that pine and whine All that's lovely meets my eyes and communes to me in profuse delight, which when turned into rhyme and rhythm, I post it for others to devour and digest Wish from my harp, flow symphonies sweet songs of longing, love and lust of idyllic happiness, peace and bliss, to fuel hearts with vigorous zest. What I strive is to be a poet out and out. Some may brand me as an aberrant and a fool. But beneath the facade of my wayward thoughts, lie heaps of wisdom for the discerning soul.
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