Shadow Hamilton Poet Free verse

Poets of Yore

As I peruse the magnificent works of poets long gone
read their words of love, wisdom, pain and suffering
I am uplifted and filled with awe at what they achieved
all this without modern aids, most read after they are gone

I pause and think what would they produce if still alive
were able to get the instant feedback of modern times
could write their poems not on paper as in oldie days
able to use computers and easily store their precious works

Think of the realms of paper screwed up and tossed away
a start, an inkling of an idea that will not freely flow
how they sweated searching for a particular phrase
read, ponder and be amazed at their outstanding works

So raise your glass in a toast to their ingeniousness
Salute them for they fought hard to bring us joy
delighting hearts holding us in the palms of their hands
such power do they still wield over each of us modern poets

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Andrea Dietrich March 16, 2014 at 4:47 PM hey, I am kind of in their realm even now. I don't use the computer for writing. I LOVE those reams of paper and tossing them out as I keep working on my poetry lines. Great poem

Anne-Lise Andresen March 16, 2014 at 3:51 PM - Shadow, so glad I visited your poem today - this is really well written - I raise my glass - with you ........ and for you! - oxox // Anne-Lise :)

Brian Cooper March 16, 2014 at 4:55 AM I raise my glass to you and drink in this fine work, only to want to hear more... Brian Shadow Hamilton March 16, 2014 at 6:03 AM ty so much Brain hugs

Poet Destroyer A March 15, 2014 at 12:01 AM Hi Shadow, a wonderful poem. I will toast to it... Hoping you are well... Linda Shadow Hamilton March 15, 2014 at 10:07 PM ty Linda if one can not appreciate poetry the world would be a far bleaker place health is up and down more up at present lol can not say same for my moods too down currently due to sh*t going on in everyday life still spring is just a few days away now and the infernal rain has eased lol hugs

Richard Lamoureux March 14, 2014 at 9:56 AM That was a time when poets were held in higher esteem. Very interesting thoughts Shadow. Shadow Hamilton March 15, 2014 at 10:01 PM ty Rick hugs

Robert Pettit March 13, 2014 at 2:31 PM I was introduced to poetry when I was ten years old in fifth grade. My teacher had us compose an anthology of writes. Most of the entries were from published authors, but a few were written by myself. Unfortunately, those first renditions are gone and lost forever because my late old man always threw everything out. Your write is good. Shadow Hamilton March 15, 2014 at 10:02 PM it was elocution for me Robert I did the three medals and have loved poetry ever since ty hugs

Joseph May March 13, 2014 at 9:15 AM I raise my glass in a toast to those awesome poets, who still inspire us today...very nice tribute Shadow... Shadow Hamilton March 13, 2014 at 11:32 AM ty Joseph nice to see you hugs

Russell Sivey March 13, 2014 at 7:16 AM Yes, these old poets have rare talent that are superior to anything that I could come up with, their talents are vastly wondrous and supreme! I really love your honor you bring to them, that is masterfully respectful! This is such a grandiose poem, thank you for sharing it with us, Great Work!! Shadow Hamilton March 13, 2014 at 11:31 AM I think your work will be read long after you leave this mortal coil Russell ty hugs