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Midnight Poet

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Midnight Poet

Whisper's of October  

Whispers in this soup bowl
20 minutes after its muse explodes,
Daylight remains nothing more than a dream 
Warding off the howling sound in mid-September's stream
Casting a line about a ginger light,
  found in the depths of everything
Engaging from the sitting twilight, numb, tranquilized 
Exposing and expressing the emotions found within
An attic lost in the Ancient sky  ---awaits 

A poetic hand is formed ---reaching out
A hissing whisper out of the darkness, 
Listen-in,  the echoes of October are calling
A halo, that reconciles a mysterious monarch moon
A mono grip in which summons a mysterious voice
  of sweet serenity
Poets posting poems along the midnight page
Each poet can compose a poem and mimic free fallen verses,
One might  call it a creative craving curse,
Webmaster's whose words speak for themselves
Voiceless-
They feel, and spills the will of idolized ink,
Blind-handed, splitting day from night

Warm whispers, needing no food to consume
Migraines of ink, feeding the soul
Burning Pages, overused pens
They've forgotten the pretty flowers
Living like lions, who never comes out of their dens
Murmuring and devouring, the enigmas of the unknown 
Eyes behind a sieve, close tighter than before, 
They hide nothing-
A world created from every sky-scrape the wall
Wanting to belong, a trick -or- treat*er in disguise 
No friends, everything is pretend
These poets can’t be described, can't be believed
They are the best in what they do
For all you know this poet might be me, 
This poet might be you

9/3/14

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Date: 10/17/2016 6:34:00 PM
A very enlightened viewpoint, PD. Very powerful poem. You know us poets so well. But if I may, let me diverge a bit down this less traveled road. I believe us poets to be unique in this way. We have a gift to express feelings and describe images that most people are not able to articulate. And we each have our own unique poet voice. Your poem described our creative condition most aptly. Love your work, PD. Much love always to you from the RW (Romantic Warrior.)
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Date: 9/22/2016 4:56:00 PM
WOW!!! One word is all I need.
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Date: 9/7/2016 11:42:00 PM
Enjoyed the alliteration. Mysterious monarch moon, free fallen verses, spills the will of idolized ink. Cool.
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Date: 8/16/2016 5:54:00 PM
Hi Linda. Congrats for your placement with this wonderful piece!! ;-)
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Date: 8/12/2016 9:33:00 AM
Congrats Linda to win on your strong lovely composition. Hugs
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Date: 8/10/2016 1:12:00 PM
It might be me - it might be you ... sure can relate especially when I first started writing:-) congrats on your win Linda:-) hugs jan xx
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Date: 8/10/2016 12:55:00 PM
Powerful stuff, Lin. A continuous loop re-read for sure. Favorite line: "Warding off the howling sound in mid-September's stream." Congrats! ;-)
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Date: 8/10/2016 11:33:00 AM
Linda, congratulations on your win. Hugs Eve
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Date: 8/10/2016 10:55:00 AM
A 7 for this vividly descriptive, WINNING poem, Linda! Janice
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Date: 8/10/2016 10:40:00 AM
Terrific write Linda, congratulations...
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Date: 8/6/2016 10:17:00 AM
Wow! Great poetry!
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Date: 7/20/2016 11:20:00 AM
like this one LInda- good for a long poem-
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Date: 5/6/2016 6:09:00 PM
I was checking to see when I had first viewed this one of yours, sweetie. It was in Sept of 2014. It's one of your best and was great to see a blog was done of it. Wonderful!!
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Date: 3/29/2016 3:49:00 PM
Sooo incredible buddy...#poetichandjustcommented..so love it
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Date: 2/8/2016 1:31:00 PM
I really liked this one PD, and am not alone it seems.' the flow here is unaided almost, and that says a lot and hints at more, so in my estimation; Great work..'
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Date: 9/16/2015 9:43:00 PM
Dear Linda What descriptive write of the mid-night poet unbound, I know where you are coming from here believe you me, lol cheri
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Date: 8/20/2015 2:33:00 AM
Brill. Been there a few times.
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Date: 8/11/2015 1:03:00 AM
Awesome write :)
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Date: 6/16/2015 11:13:00 AM
Hello my dearest sis! Biggest hug to you! Stopping by to say Hello, to read and embrace once more this fave piece of mine and to thank you so much for choosing my poem in your contest with sis Skat! Thank you 2x so much. Saying Hi again my dearest sis and how are you? Miss you! love lots and biggest hug, 4everSis-Bff Leonora
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Date: 4/8/2015 2:16:00 PM
I love your poetry at midnight a little bird told me you can be...when you want a midnight poet.
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Date: 4/5/2015 12:30:00 PM
Hello my dearest sis! Good morning there and Happy Easter once again! I'm here. Not sleeping yet. I saw you on line. Sending you hugs and smiles my dearest sis and thank you very much for your precious time stopping by.
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Date: 1/21/2015 8:09:00 AM
Bravo, so much truth from the heart in your fine write my friend. " A globe created from every sky-scrape wall Wanting to belong, a trick -or- treat*er in disguise No friends, everything pretend These poets can’t be described, can't be trusted They are the best, at what they do For all you know this poet might be me, This poet might be you" Epic write.. love it...A7
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Date: 1/14/2015 1:11:00 PM
Very clever use of words. Inspiration waits for no one.
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Date: 1/3/2015 11:10:00 AM
Happy new year, the way you gather your words together inspires me to improve, love it!!
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Date: 12/31/2014 8:47:00 PM
Happy New Year Linda :)
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