Time surfs over one page after another.
I wonder about the interludes,
the growth or decline of lesser or greater.
A few pages
stand out, creating pinnacles of inspiration,
that rise far beyond the print.
Other poems are workmanlike,
the tools are all there,
hands can be seen delving into unknown territory,
yet stopping just short of any new frontier.
The best are alien, strange, discomforting,
distressingly real,
they arrive with laser sharp pickaxes.
Then of course, there are
those rarified nuts and bolts
all poets must reshape into the stubborn word,
the perfect symbols of imperfection.
Every word
on its pages give
a splendid smile.
It seems the poetic
passion is clinging
in my lonely lips
and in my tongue.
I let it stick there
to bring flavor
to my being,
that’s already
been bland
since you’re
gone.
Posted byMarissa "Isay" Warrior
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Trump now loves rhyme, its integral
to his existence as his name
rhymes with so many words so well
and words that qualify his fame,
There’s flump and rump and also plump,
then’s sump and its close cousin, slump
and not forgetting grump and dump
all lumped together form a chump
And contributing to his art
in English Trump describes a fart
Epilogue
When Trump was told his poetry
was subject to some caveats
he thought he’d act on the advice
so based on it bought a cravat.* *
*reference his ? poetry book cover photo !
I'm thinking about calling it Poetry's anthology of the 21st century's Poet Wicked Romancer.
I'm going for a big publisher an pay through sales of a percentage of sales I've had some offers but just not the publishers I desire. Remember marketing an critic's reviews are big part of making money an a name for yourself.
My book of poetry
As sweet as the last smile of sunset
When the sky turns from orange to russet
With moon’s sensational entry
The soft pages of poems
Are like fragrant rose petals
While some like shiny crystals
Dealing with everyday problems
The words on the page
Are like falling raindrops
Like smell of Highland hops
Or songs of a sage
Poems of faith
Strength and peace you give
Forgiveness prepared for me
Blood washed pure for all!!
For Linda's contest 4/8/2010
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