Close enough to criticize.
Poems are like women and poems are like men; beauty is unique.
You don’t know what will attract someone to read your poem and to see.
A poem one person may be bored of reading, may inspire someone else;
So I will continue to write what I want to,
Because I simply write to please myself.
If this poem is not for you, then I apologize for wasting your time;
But there are things inside my head,
That need to be let out of the darkness and into the light.
Up, up and away! They are written down and then they are gone!
In a place without a landscape,
Who will decide what is right and what is wrong?
The critics critique; I simply speak.
In this land of written words, I can only be a conduit.
Imagination without shackles;
Any subject can be tackled.
Use a pen, not a fist and you will have your freedom and find peace.
A word like integrity, a thought unleashed!
Poetry is the beauty; the negative reply comes from a beast.
A prince of charm in search of love;
A princess of empathy sure would be good.
(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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Author:
Aa Harvey (
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- Category: Reflection
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Comments4
Wonderful write
Thank you.
Welcome
Love the sentiments expressed.
Thank you. I love the comment. 🙂
Awesome poem. I really liked the first stanza. Absolutely blunt and honest. Love your poetry--Christina
Thank you so much. I am truly thankful for your comment. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
This is so very good
Aa.. I am exactly as you
Put..words arrive in my
Head and just jot them down.
I have a favourite line
Of mine similar to yours.
"Paper and pen are my
Tools of trade"....not
Fist for violence made..
Well done !!!!
Thank you. A poet's paintbrush is a pen and their thoughts are words upon a palette, which are just waiting to be found.
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