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Calling all poets!
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Is ars poetica, just a dream chastised?
Are poems still possible?
Can we survive without words?
Do we write poetry to live?
levels of truthfulness aside
all these verses to be expressed
at the fringes of language play
burning with desire
where my foreboding and suspicions are addressed
downtown I lean against the wall
at that old fashioned main street corner drugstore
those cold hard bricks of time
one by one cracks and all
they are like influences that persuade no more
perhaps, I am just imagining my muse
I’ve been shattered and now can I reproduce
all these new teachings that seem so diffuse
or, Is ars poetica, still to be realized?
Just loved your poem
Just loved your poem here. Memorable phrases a good read. Thank goodness I choose this poem to read.
http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57
An interesting piece. I am a
An interesting piece. I am a firm believer that the simplest of things can inspire the most extraordinary of ideas. You paint a perfect picture with the least of words, so I do Congratulate you.
A picture may say a thousand words, But a story tells of somthing greater than any pencil could imagine.
Wowey this was the greatest truthful muse I ever came across
Wowey this was the greatest truthful muse I ever came across . Could be a nice wall hanging for wordfinders/wordflingers like me !!!! 9inety you are (.....)
©bishu
poetry as possible
This one certainly was possible - wordfinders all of us - nice rhythmic weave Mr. Dylan - Stella