The Poet

Let us think not only
of instrument and music
though a poem sort
of a dance

let is think not only
of voice and cadence
though a poem also
a trance

let us not think
let us not think
for mind has an echo
compounding the same

I adhere to conduit mystery

taking no credit nor blame --
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George Avatar
July 3, 2025 at 10:07 PM
Feelings and emotions flow through the conduit of the mind and assemble themselves into a poem. A poet is only a vehicle. I wonder if you meant the same. Profound !
DiMino Avatar
July 4, 2025 at 4:32 AM
Exactly! Thank you, Valsa. And not all our feelings, when poetically in tune, we draw from world consciousness, Divine Consciousness -- mere conduits, I take no credit nor blame. I wish:) You made my day, Valsa. Blessings.
Goldsmith Avatar
July 3, 2025 at 8:30 AM
I enjoyed reading your Lovely "The Poet" write. Love your ending for it is up to the reader to give credit or blame. Oh yes, the words dance as the reader, reads them. Have a wonderful day and holiday weekend writing away...............
DiMino Avatar
July 3, 2025 at 8:48 AM
Hi Paula; thank you so much for commenting. In my opinion, the creation of poetry, its source, should be sort of a mystery...it is what separates our art from other forms of writing...adding sort of a mystical element not found elsewhere. Blessings my friend. Have a great writing day!
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