Only Todays Poems We Read poem One
Tell me, why is is it that only today’s poems read?!
The latest poem...is it just for speed?
You might find gems from a poet's great past,
Written in great beauty, that forever does last!
Even, the most transcendent poets of all time,
Were not three or one line poetry machines!
I wrote close to three-thousand, which in retrospect,
I find, grossly obscene!
Great quality, learning true, classical forms is my new norm.
I was akin to a craven college student in a dorm!
Was popularity only my woebegone daily bread?
What was crawling in my hagiographic head?
Honors to my poet-mentor, I have finally calmed down.
There is no joy for me, being a winner in poetry town.
Life breezes by like an Eagle, then, alas, soon ends.
Poetry, by august writers, awaits me, tween my bookends.
{A tribute to my mentor, and great friend on his birtday}
Whose fine authorship, teaching, and newpsper column.
Using classical forms only, reminds me.
That new, cute forms, keeps souls, minute and lonely.
12/3/2024
Poem One
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2024
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