~ A POET'S PASSION ~

It is far into a poet's passion
Through years, tears, torments, and lacerations
Ripping through to hidden wounds and conflagrations
Where, born into the depths of puddled introspection
Swim languages and books of unwritten reflections
With piles and piles of 'pink slips' and rough rejections
With old characters developing new and daring directions
Where the ego goes to play with a whisper's deafening silence
And shyness tortured into arrogant attempts at greatness
For it is indeed, within the nuances of a poet's passion
Where creativity is pushed to the brink of insanity's attraction
As songs come floating in on rainbows of new light's refraction
And words become a means of prompting self-expression's voicing
Rejoicing, ever-so-subtly, in observations overflowing
Forcing the poet's pen to take truly inspired action
To take that which confronts him
And deliver it mightily with the power of his passion
Then, combining it with the foraging's 
Brought from foundations of writers long ago
And bringing it to light with the beauty
In today's and yesterday's
Passionately,
Poetic,
Glow...

Tony Taylor
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