Michael Degenhardt Poet I do not know?

Poets Riches

Poets ponder
They cannot squander
A stipend they do not receive

For paid in thought
Their piece of mind
Are words formed and conceived

A tale of sorts
Depiction of life
Even death, if they so choose

Sometimes humor
So often, strife
Sometimes fake and sometimes true

To live on poetry
Getting paid for thoughts
Is not within the poets reach

That’s why they work
Many various jobs
Laborers, professionals and some, they teach

Within their thoughts
Their written words
Lies the life for which they wish

For there in mind
Though pockets bare
The poet knows, within, he’s rich

As thought has value
But not of dollar
Intrinsic is what it shall always be

The poet stands 
Not then with riches
But pride in thought, his dignity

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Titus Loh November 1, 2011 at 2:51 AM Truly defines a poet's circumstance in many ways. You captured it so aptly. Encouraged by your zeal as a poet. An inspiring read. Titus

Linda-Marie Sweetheart September 21, 2011 at 6:44 PM a perfect portrait of the creative poet and their art ..Michael.. lovely expressions vibrate the message luv..

Daver Austin September 21, 2011 at 5:14 PM Hi, old friend. Good to hear from you. Yes, the reward in writing poetry is all inner. Love, daver