Poem -
The poet's plight
Forever thinkingĀ
Always reading
ContinuouslyĀ having a thought
A poet's brain can bring science to nought
Their blood pumps out versesĀ
And in anger can produce rhyming curses
Masters of words and tenseĀ
They skillfully create suspenseĀ
In their own world, they choose to be
And believes in what one cannot see
They are the creators of emotionĀ
And can spur things in motionĀ
Their thoughts are worlds
Waiting to be discoveredĀ
Their words are seeds
Waiting to be plantedĀ
Strange and peculiarĀ to many
Misunderstood by so many moreĀ
Their mastery to you may be a bore
But poets remain the balm to every sore
By Eden Van der Nest
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this is terrific Eden, enjoyed the entire poem, pull quoted this line, like it a lot`But poets remain the balm to every sore`....in total agreement with you on this, beautifully written and thought out, applause
Thank you very much Christopher, I found a deep appreciation for the poets on this website! We change the world one written thought at a time.Ā
Eden?