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The Penned Poet

The Penned Poet

This profession, gifted but selective 
unanimously question an emotional collective.

The penned rhyme, uniquely written,
looks to surpass time, hopeful to leave each reader smitten. 

The irony’s pen, emotionally attached and locked within, unbridled and unmatched.

The penned poet, ideological scripted 
hidden messages you know it is encrypted. 

Dickinson & Poe, Frost & Keats,
Rhythmic minds that bestow emotional defeat...

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Marion

Well ...that was quick! 😃😃 Love Frost...love love love the way he conveys powerful.thoughts in simple words...nice wise thoughtful.write 😊😊

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Patrick Epperson

I posted one on my fb page and a lot of the readers compared me to Frost....
I was humbled by their take on my simplicity written poem on society 

I have had many many influential people with my writings but I would have to say that mother was the most influential person in my life in and out of the pen.  I know she’s watching g and feel her as I read each allowed 

thank you so much.  My next post is in a few hours it is very very controversial...

p@trick €pperson

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Patrick Epperson

Thanks... had to mention a few of my heroes....
much love

p@trick €pperson

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Being Me

And worthy heroes they are too x

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