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“The poet is a light
and winged and holy thing,
and there is no invention
in him until he has been
inspired and is out of his senses,
and the mind is no longer in him.”
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~ Plato, Ion
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Elfje:
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inspired
thinking begins
the spirit intercedes
poetry evolves of itself
ethereal
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Haiku:
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oppressive damp heat
summer begins to invade
nature adapts well
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Poem:
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words are both sounds and shapes
waiting to be both heard and seen
providing incredible unrealistic escapes
delivering lines we can read between
words are a source of inspiration
the minds eye seeks out a definition
finding the right word can lead to frustration
voices singing and dancing, a mad apparition
stories by inference or partially told
using the script to create an illusion
rich and meaningful or just fools gold
having the reader draw their own conclusion
too many words makes it hard to stop
will anyone really truly comprehend
best leave the moral lessons to Aesop
and conclude this brainchild with the standard
“The End”
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ME and the Boss
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ME and the Boss Poetry 