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Category Archives: poetry
The Poet’s Trap
I must avoid becoming a cliché poet.
Not just the use of cliché phrases
Do I fear
But a cliché mode
Cliché thought
Cliché meaning that has ever been meaned
In a thousand different wrappers,
Recognizably, uniformly unlike.
To use the ‘in’ style
Is saying
“I need the praise of poets
Who despise me.
My poetry hasn’t beauty enough
To be sung freely
But demands the trusted testimonial
Of sounding [...]
“And Ye Would Not!”
I
“So, what now?” he asked
Deep worry on his royal brow.
“We attack,” his man replied.
“We make swords out of our plows.”
The king’s weary eyes lost their gleam.
“Do you â” he stuttered.
“Do you know what this means?”
If they had really known
The wretched treefall of their deeds
Those bitter seeds they’d not have sown.
Their corpses would not litter
Fields of [...]
By Very Small Means
A drip, a drop,
Percolate, plop,
Pooling, puddling,
Flowing, flooding,
Torrent tearing,
Eroding, wearing,
Gully grinding,
Chasm winding,
Until is seen from outer space
A Grand Canyon on the planet’s face.
And so this thought:
It happened drop by drop.1
Notes
As seen on The Curiously Poetic Altoids!
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But I Do
With words, sweet words — the currency of the day —
He tells how you’ve won his heart.
Giving roses, dozen roses — Earth’s love letters loaned —
He says he’ll always, ever be true.
And maybe,
By the swoons, the gasps, the thrills,
It’s justified.
The symbols are so sweet because of
What they signify.
But allow me to observe a few pertinent [...]
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What Will Become?