UNEARNED LAURELS

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POESIE HERESY

 

for a few years

I was a poet in name only

listlessly going thru the motions

and trying to live on unearned laurels

 

but now passion is seeping back;

the fire is relit;

the gemlike flame in the soul

gently glowing iridescent laminations.

 

the literature & poetry

is coursing through my veins again.

The Poet has reclaimed its place

as the quintessence of my being.

 

 

 

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