To Poets Past and Present

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To Poets Past and Present

Unite brethren
we are the world that knows
the gift of language,
the beauty of prose.

We are cameras
our eyes, cool as any lens,
take in the world at a glance
and relate it to our friends.

And such a world it is!!
The portraits we draw can't do it justice
though there have been millions of us
not one can grasp the subject.

We each just fumble with a little piece
like the blindman with his pole
in the hopes that if we make the ends meet
we'll understand the whole.

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MorsetBillie commented on To Poets Past and Present

10-11-2010

So true,we poets seem to live in a world of our own.A world in which every word is like a pawn.Small but vital like dew for plants at dawn.Like consoling words to those who mourn.People like Robert Frost,MorsetBille and SingingHeart are never appreciated until they're gone.

SingingHeart

10/12/2010

Wow I would say our words were like raindrops in a flood of emotion we create, like every tick of the clock for the minute we're late, like every crumb in the loaf of bread we bake, our words are the tools with which we make beauty for beauty's sake! It is an honour to have my name tossed in with a sentence containing yourself and Robert Frost

Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.

Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

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