Poetry! Poetry! Poetry!
Sometimes whimsical; inspirational, too.
Occasionally, risque slips through.
Writing poetry is such a delight!
All of existence is grist for our mill.
Doesn't matter too much if we sell.
Journey from beginning line to the end,
At times, filled withsurprises that delight,
Or frightens us thro the night.
Regardless of tone; rhythm or rhyme.
The trips we take some times need to bake
For the readers sake.
Meaning, to poets, elusive can be,
Striving for clarity we stumble along,
Singing our song.
Songs to be heard by friends; relatives
And strangers, too.
Will our meaning come through?
Yet not so important as evoking the readers'
Memories and thoughts.
For this is one of our tasks, I believe:
We share the journeydown life's road
Hoping to lighten someone else's load.
Author notes
Written in Freeway Park 9/02/2005
*http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gristmill
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A touch of the philosophical and well done. I have something similar in another venue away from this site. Happy trails
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Thank you for your comment, and compliment. I do appreciate them.
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Ah, neatly and most deftly done...and a ton and a half of truth here! bravo.....
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Thank you, my friend, for your comment, and compliment. I do appreciate them. I'm pleased that you liked this one.
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So true
And at times finding ourselves and our true thoughts often brings us to a lighter place with such love
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Thank you for your comment and applause, I do appreciate them.
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I thought this poem was both fun and funny. I like it when people write poems about poetry. its unique.I love your vocabulary! this is good stuff! loved it! lol!
-Peanut Butter Fudge
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Coools! I'm glad that you enjoyed it. I had fun writing it as well. Thanks for your comment; compliment and applause. I do appreciate them.
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