A Poet's Ode To Poets

We’re different you and me …We’re obsessed… no more or less Our minds embroiled With words that boil Not at ease at all unless… We’re writing down Each word or sound That grabs our needy mind Our brains twirl in a greedy swirl Til that perfect phrase We find… It’s a torment It’s a torture It’s a State of stress ecstatic It’s idiopathic… psychopathic It’s idiosyncratic But it’s what we are… It’s who we are… And we’re different you and me We’re simple poets Moved by destiny… Possessed no more or less And it’s what we have to be because …We’re obsessed!!…
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Lindley Avatar
November 27, 2015 at 8:51 PM
Obsessed can be glorious- provided the harvest is great and the yield high. Great write my friend!A7
Quinlan Avatar
June 2, 2015 at 8:49 AM
How did you know? Sums up everything about us---only where is that mind key? We need a treasure hunt.....a,b,c,d,go to y,x,z nope that is not 'write' q,r,s----is that a clue? ...... Loved your word play. Excellent read! I am inspired.....didee
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June 1, 2015 at 9:08 PM
Excellent writing, such marvelous depth and soul, what we are as writers and why we write. Brilliant word choice, vivid and pithy, and fantastic impact in the last stanza. When I read poems like this it is like soaring the skies and touching the stars. Bravo!
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