Mrs. Yolanda Nicholsen Poet Naat

Poetry has died

Poetry has died replaced 
with raining madness cunning 
thoughts battered heart 
bickering minds the absence 
of simplicity a calming time 
the laughter of Amos and Andy 
reading of Langston Hughes the 
braising nesting belligerent from
Ernest Hemingway mingling with
this fondness of Robert frost 
the bold sassiness of Maya Angelo 
mastering the crafty sinking mental 
turmoil of Virginia woolf needing to 
die to be heard cradled beneath 
painful sighs of Emily Dickenson 
brillantly craving morbid hints of a 
pastel death blooming tangible 
lessonscovenant only by dramatic 
hues canvases Jane Austin's youth
bestowing the missing pieces to 
caressing thought of the creative 
mind separating emotions embracing 
thee enchantment of the  galloping 
Greek muses within a moment of 
silence poetry is simply no more

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