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~ The Inveterate Poet ~

~ The Inveterate Poet ~

No liar, no chain-smoker, no drinker, or thief
Would ever compare the longstanding temperament
'twixt heretic or wordsmith when begging relief
'tis most difficult to break old habits unseen
For the light everlasting in beauty be
'tis an honor to sculpt the picturesque
A blissful joy in conveying love's company
An education in delving deep into darkness
Where truth, unfurled, reaches all humanity....

Exists an otherworldly momentum in wielding words
Once started, knows no end, to the inveterate poet
For without his love of self expression
Without this sacred fountain from whence intention
Flows and grows into pages and pages of honest poetry
The inveterate poet would spiral into an architectural abyss
The inveterate poet, would surely, cease,  to exist....

Tony Taylor
Photo: Oscar Wilde~ from Google Images
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Terry Reeves

Hi Tony,
Tis true - what would life be
without us and Oscar
Love,
Terry.
xoxo :)

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Tony Taylor

Amen Brother!!....thanx for this TERRY!!.......smiles.....T xo  : )

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Greg Etsell

Great poem Tony
I think you wrote this sometime ago this poem
about Oscar Wilde well he was a great writer
wonderful poem

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Tony Taylor

Thank you GREG!......you're right, that's why it says 2nd edit at the bottom.......thanx so for remembering it my friend!!....Fist Bump!!.....T xo  : )

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Jill Tait

Great write Tony as always ❤️💕❤️

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Jim "The Lad" ....

I am aware of a few like that! great write Tony!..........................................Jim

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Gwendoline

Gosh Tony, I feel as though you captured the soul of a poet, and what keeps their heart passionate in this life. For poetry, words, and their ability to fuse into palpable imagery, within the readers mind and emotion, is a gift to both the poet and anyone who can enjoy the depths of a good poem. I love the homage to Oscar, a great mind of true influence. 
Many thanks my talented poetic friend. As ever your words capture, move and inspire 
Gwen x

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Tony Taylor

Thank you GWEN......I am so appreciative of your kindness and overall love of poetry......I love that you support my efforts too......in fact, I love that you were born.....for surely, this entire site would be the lesser for it.......you truly do appreciate "the depths of a good poem"......you're awesome....stay gold....and thanx again!!......T xo  : )

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Marion

I think Gwen just about sums it up Tony...your words do truly describe the poet of which you yourself can claim to be...and one of the highest standard my friend...x

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Tony Taylor

Wow!!....Thank You So Very Much dear poet sister......no words!!........no words Marion!!.......smiles......T xo  : )

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Neville

Oh' yes indeed .. Oscar Fingal O'Flahertie Wills Wilde .. Now there's a blast from the past if ever there was ... A splendid tribute & dedication to a fine poet, author & playwriter sir ...  All guns & rockets a blazin sir :) 

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Tony Taylor

Thank you NEVILLE.....what a 'way cool' comment......I'll bet you NEVER get writers block!!......smiles......you are such a pleasure!!......T xo  : )

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Neville

I dunno abou 

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