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Mind Of A Poet

A calling to arms but with words do I fight
thoughts doing battle each sleepless night
A blessing to some, but to me just a curse
Bleeding my soul in unscripted verse

The muse does her calling
there's no matter of time
to the masses I'm speaking
in free form or rhyme

The letters they drip from an unstable brain
they may look like happy but they're purely insane

The twists and the turns, 
the wheels always churn
so lend me your lighter
let's watch them burn

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Date: 10/15/2019 3:35:00 PM
Wow. Amazing piece. Love it Tim:)
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Date: 1/26/2019 10:04:00 AM
Omg! Incredible!!! So true! At least for me!
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Date: 1/9/2019 3:34:00 PM
Loved this poem Tim.Am glad I got to read it .
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Date: 1/6/2019 2:08:00 AM
I cant believe I missed this poem, you are an inspiration here on Soup! Happy New Years!
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Date: 1/3/2019 1:46:00 PM
Poets are compelled to write no matter the time of day or night...I so identify with your meaning Tim. Best wishes for a wonderful new year! : ) xxoo
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Date: 1/1/2019 1:21:00 PM
- Happy New Year, Tim ! - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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Date: 12/25/2018 1:38:00 PM
Very dark and deep Tim, I agree it is very much like a ghost town especially these last 3 months, no idea what is up with soup, I crave for the old days it was such fun! hope you had a wonderful time with the family:-) hugs jan xx
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Date: 12/24/2018 4:27:00 PM
Merry Christmas Tim, peace be with you...
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Date: 12/21/2018 1:12:00 PM
Ooh, dark and twisty delight. Happy Holidays to you! xomo :)
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Date: 12/18/2018 3:25:00 PM
Hi Tim, Alot goes on in a poets mind. You expressed that fact very well in this well written piece. PS, Happy Holidays to you and your loved ones:-) Alexis
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Date: 12/17/2018 7:42:00 PM
Happy Holidays if anyone stops by
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Date: 12/14/2018 9:17:00 AM
Ah, Yes Tim, the poetic game of smoke and mirrors....burn them and watch as they ascend into the poetic heavens
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Date: 12/25/2018 1:37:00 PM
One ghost has come back to haunt us under many forms recently Tim lol:-) hugs jan xx
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Date: 12/15/2018 5:36:00 AM
Thanks John, what happened to.this place? It's a ghost town.