Poet -This Poem is About You

-Dear, Mr & Mrs Poet- 

Do you ever question where it comes from?
This poem's about you, sit down and get a load off 
Tranquilize your pen, take heed to the ecstatic applause 

The things in life we take for granting, in time get worse 
From WHICH' our lives transverse, ascends a deep poetic curse 
You write almost everything, rehearsing every living verse 
Embezzling words, like Martha Stewart, ---NOT YOURS!
Withdrawing from your substance, 
--yielding it to others, who aren't devoted lovers 
Spacing your lines, ready for reader's digest, 
Educating the mind, like Albert Einstein

You paint a different horizon for the color blind,
Drop a note, forecasting the news, that brings, Spring to mind
Your adrenaline, leaves people with a feel good faint.
At this level, Poet you're better than high speed Internet,
Anything that makes you feel this is the real deal, 
Today, you write like there's no tomorrow, borrowing yesterday's clay
Inspiring ink, left to right, feeding the need to breed a poetic degree 
Your dramatic dialogue, deserve 'The Peoples Choice award."

I love the sweet audio, when you lowercase every word
It's done so well, hell, let's never capitalize another word
Reaching a point across, when capitalizing every letter, 
This is your world, take it, manipulate it, with the perfect stanza
Produce it like a poetic film, imagery, action, CUT it like Jerry Bruckheimer 
One day Hollywood will incite a roll, looking for the best poetry soup rhymer

Your tears and affection, you pour on partial paper,
Showing every word you want to enunciate
A SHOULDER-- gone cold, drowning, forgetting the normal way
Writing about the pure religion that meets your light, 
A beautiful flower under the moonlight
Hear the bells, Poe wrote about, adding sprinkles to the twinkle in your eyes, 
A redolent scent not meant to be forgotten, from Eden's garden
Taking nature, by course, granting her a crown, before slamming us down
I will call her out --The evil and the fury of a goddess, a beast
This is my feast, I welcome you to my jungle, and the outer bounds of time.

If you ever question where it comes from?
Sit down and get a load off, listen---Where's the ecstatic applause?
I'm not afraid to say, -----I'm Proud to be A Poet Without A Cause

I do it for fun

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Date: 12/6/2017 8:44:00 AM
Nicely penned poem
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Date: 9/22/2016 5:24:00 PM
It's so great there are people like you that I can read and learn and be inspired by. You have a long list of poetry that I look forward in browsing. You are my favourite poet on here.
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Date: 7/24/2016 6:31:00 PM
There is something different about those pieces that just naturally flow from thoughts to paper. I admire how the detail in your thought process flows into poetry.
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Date: 2/2/2016 8:44:00 AM
This is so beautiful! How long have you been writing?
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Date: 11/21/2015 3:57:00 AM
A Poet without a cause, I like that PD. This was a great read, that I will read it many times. Inspirational and Epic as!!! Quincy Mac
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Date: 9/16/2015 8:47:00 PM
Dear Linda Sometimes I wonder where I get my inspirations from, but next time I question where it comes from lol I'll take your advise here in this work and I'll sit back and just get a load off and write, stop thinking about this and just go with the flow and read your poem here also, cheir
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Date: 6/12/2015 12:19:00 PM
Wow. Ok, don't know if I want to write anymore! This is great, sarcastic, tongue-in-cheek and real ALL at the same time. Linda, you inspire -- best compliment I have!
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Date: 6/3/2015 1:32:00 PM
keep plenty ink and paper. You have a truck load to give them. Franklin
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Date: 5/5/2015 8:57:00 PM
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Date: 4/29/2015 10:28:00 AM
You are much welcome for the blog my dearest sis! Best wishes again to your loving kids and brother! God bless you all!
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Date: 4/28/2015 7:50:00 PM
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Date: 9/27/2014 8:12:00 AM
Wow! a very beautiful poem
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Date: 9/25/2014 8:21:00 PM
It is I who keeps you up at night. Passion...
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Date: 9/25/2014 8:19:00 PM
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Date: 9/25/2014 8:18:00 PM
call me by my name...
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Date: 9/25/2014 8:16:00 PM
but you know me,
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Date: 7/25/2014 8:19:00 PM
what a very beautiful poem!!! I really love all your poems Linda!!! I hope we could be friends....
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Date: 6/9/2014 10:15:00 PM
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Date: 6/9/2014 3:00:00 PM
Great read Linda. I think there's a little of all poets in your words, nice one, James.......
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Date: 6/2/2014 3:21:00 AM
Hello PD. I've read several of your poems and I am very impressed. You have the ability to say so much in a very short space. Your words are like a magnet drawing me to them. Robert
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Date: 5/29/2014 7:47:00 PM
Dearest PD.....love the flow of this and rate it a 7....you however are a definite ten. Hugs, SuZ
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Date: 5/23/2014 7:23:00 PM
I loved the flow.. You are always so brilliantly spoken and straight to point. Poetry is such and always be a mix of emotions. Thanks for the share. Your Friend, Jess
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Date: 5/12/2014 11:35:00 PM
Well said. I think I'm one of those poets with a cause. For me, it was for fun until life got serious.
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Date: 5/12/2014 11:17:00 AM
This is brilliant!!! You write with such elegance and poise on of my favorite poets on this site hugs - Maddie
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Date: 5/9/2014 11:43:00 AM
another masterpiece from the ever sweetest poet destroyer LInda.. :) love the analogies and rhymes.. you love to poetry swells and fruits so much.. read it thrice to fully grasp it's wholeness.. :), olive eloisa .. :) thanks so much for the placing me in your contests.. :)
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