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Poet?

Poet?

If I was told I'd be a poet in my heathen past,
I'd then smile with a crooked grin;
Only to reply savagely unenlightened,
I don't write that emotional pansy garbage,
Of course personal value was negative zero,

A most highly appreciation for poetry, yet an acknowledgement of aspiration vanished from youth,
Therefore smothered in beer became ordinariness, so cheap whiskey came along such as a loving companion,
As if it was cookies deliciously swallowed with milk
Disinfecting my boozing low-life aroma by weed smoke, 

Leaving me smiling brightly as freshly brushed teeth,
This daily home remedy of illiterates,
Simply periodic numbness decapitated sympathized creativity, 
Unable to empty multifarious millstones

Magically a pen an page grew a set of listen ears
Suddenly grievance flooded that blank surface like a broken dam, 
I felt my spin reform correct position;  my abolition to mental vile
An importance to artistically gain self control, 

Now as my heart's cordiality; permanently staining this paper,  
Otherwise my own actually strophes, 
Beginning wholly testimony throughout prowess poetry,
Thus a proud tool making me legendary!

Meanwhile, if you told me I'd be a great poet some day,
My reply; only the readers can correctly answer such a question.....
  

 

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Dean Kuch

❝I don't write that emotional pansy garbage,❞ →I'm with ya there, prowess Ink. I refuse to write it too.
There are no greater barometers to gauge the impact our writing has on others unless we receive feedback from those who care enough to read our work.
Of course we're happy when a reader gets it❞. But it's not the end of the world as we know it if they don't.
If we're happy with what we've written and that, in turn, makes others happy as well, then that's all that truly matters.
~Dean Kuch ☠

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prowess Ink

Hey thanks I appreciate your comment! It's always nice to connect with others through poetry. Good or bad feed back. That's what helps us all polish our creations!! Thanks again glad you enjoyed..

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