I will never be anything less than a Poet:
a servant and shaper of the Soul!
I will stand firm between the portals of
time and record each golden moment with
my witty verse and sculpting rhyme!
When pain is present, I'll paint your thoughts
chaotically with dark and weary strokes; and as
light once again caresses my mind, I'll color
wondrous words to make you cocky, even boast!
No! I will never be anything more than a foolish
dreamer: an outcast of society and slave in reality's
merciless grasp!
A true poet until death!
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Author:
Michael A. McGuire (
Offline) - Published: October 4th, 2026 06:59
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Comments3
A poetic pledge that resounds in the innards and echoes in the mind. Well done
Brilliant.
Thank you both!
Michael, I can get behind this declaration. 😂 Poet as witness, troublemaker, dreamer, and occasional fool...I'll gladly take the job. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
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