Poets Like Me

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There are none left.

They broke the mold. Took

the shards and scattered

them in many bodies

of water.

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There used to be poets

like me everywhere, but they

died and left no traces,

no poems, no notes. So,

I am the last poet. There

are no more like me

on the old poetry tree.

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allets

09-17-15

113p

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

's been a while since I wrote an ego piece. Outrageous is the lair where poets reside periodically. Maybe not the lsast poet, but the last something or other assuredly. :D slc

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bishu's picture

Very true !!!! you are yourself ... an only one

 

Your Words

Your words like drizzle

Sometimes truth

sometimes magic

Beauty of language

Different from sciences

You answer questions

But ask too many

In your patterned words

Seasons may come

Time may flow

From this site

Never ever go

 Never ever go


©bishu 

 

allets's picture

Dearest Bishy

Glad you are back & this poem is me saying "I Matter". U gotta do that every now and then :D yrpoempalfromoverhere ~A~

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SSmoothie's picture

Perfect sentiment bishy!  

Perfect sentiment bishy!  


Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

"Well, it's life SIMS, but not as we know it" - ¡$&am

allets's picture

Thanx SS

I'll be around until my fingers calcify - then I will hit the keys with a pencil in my mouth - cz u guys rock! PoemPalsForever -A-