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i am part 2

I am the wind beneath the sparrows wings as it heavenly sings. I am the single rose sitting in a barren land. I am the the lions voice, and the partridge voice as they rejoice. I am the beam of light penetrating the vastness of the worlds darkness. The secret power is no secret,the secret power is me. I am the secret power revealed and concealed in greatness. I am the suns majestic flames. The clarity of rain drops, the zest ,to the minds bland thoughts of boredom. I am entertainment. I am the wood pecker, soaring steadily in the balmy winds picking at success. I am the eagles soaring over sweet allysum, capturing the sent. Stupendous I am, Preening my mind with knowledge, a pen rigged with wisdom, wisdom speaks beyond paper as it leaks from the pore of my quill. I am the potion full of devotion. My pen rigged with morphine, killing I hope the pain of my readers with poems. You are no longer lugubrious, lugubrious you are not. Healed and fixed upon the first dosage. I am ,I am , I am the poetic doctor,wooing medicine from the green pastures, to robe my pen with healing secrets. I am the nectarines of peach orchards basting the mouth of pages with sweet words. Sweet splash sweet splash. I am the sweet taste. I am the revival of a sun baked raisin, the revival to a corps laying beneath circling vultures of the Arabian dessert. I am the fragments of light circling your heart,a campfire, the supplier of its poetic aspire. I am the fridge for poetic dreams, preventing from expire, raising heat of poetry soup higher and higher. Ill never retire until my face wrinkled and my hair grey wire. My pen aiming for a writing desire. On icy roads I keep traction with hot ink and mental snow tires. I am a poet wrobed with creative ink and sapphire. I am safe gaurding the gates of a dying world of poetry. looked upon as a fool why should I stop, because kids from high school saide iam not cool, what is their some rule that makes it uncool. It must be april fools ,safe guarding your desire is a golden rule. I am the hope, iam poetrys stool fueling it with my hand tool full of ink iam the talisman of poetrys gates. I know who I am and this inspires ME!!! By: Elliott Bowe Inspirational Contest Sponsor:Gail Doyle

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Date: 5/23/2012 12:21:00 PM
Elliott, congratulations on your win in the contest ;) Wilma
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Date: 5/22/2012 2:00:00 PM
Elliott congrats on your win..David
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Date: 5/22/2012 6:14:00 AM
Congratulations on your placement in Gail's "Inspirational Poems" contest Elliott. Love, Carol
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Date: 5/21/2012 6:08:00 PM
Congrats on your win, Elliott. Awesome. Great job. Nice going. Thanks for your recent comments. Best to you, my friend. Ralph
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Date: 5/21/2012 4:23:00 PM
CO GRATULATIONS!!!Elliott on your well deserved win! I loved this the first time I read it and it still beams brilliance :) big hug lov e ya de b
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Date: 4/22/2012 7:58:00 AM
The talisman of poetrys gates.. love that :),, This complete poem which surrounds your being is going to my favs..Charma
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Date: 4/22/2012 12:58:00 AM
And thus we as sentient conscious beings realize who and what we are. We feel, we acknowledge the idea of justice, we understand the nature of sin and love (to violate the free will of another and vice versa), and we realize that if we can conceive it, then it is attainable and thus...........we acknowledge our destiny. I applaud your courage. Do not stop............
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Date: 4/21/2012 11:35:00 PM
Well you went full circle with this one.. Your passion for poetry tangible, love every line.. So much meaning in this gem Elliott! The power of the written word! Awesome!
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Date: 4/21/2012 3:10:00 PM
"wisdom speaks beyond paper as it leaks from the pore of my quil..." and so much more...fantastic job Elliott...true poet indeed...big hugs,love deb
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Date: 4/21/2012 12:00:00 PM
You impress me Elliott......very well done!!!! - Have a lovely weekend. - oxox Anne-Lise
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Date: 4/21/2012 2:33:00 AM
Hi Elliott, I enjoyed your poem my poet fiend, great work, keep up the good penning!! xoxo - Laila ;0)
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Date: 4/20/2012 11:31:00 PM
Elliott, Wonderful, always a pleasure to read your poetry. Have yourself a goodnight, PD ;-)
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Date: 4/20/2012 12:11:00 PM
The passion to write poetry and the flame to keep it alive. Wonderful words you have penned Elliott. Love the passion here. love phyl
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