Now that I am 74
I shall not study any more
and should you ever wonder why
I’ll surely forget it when I die.
Inspiration.
A poet hears it.
A poet sees it.
A poet smells it.
No landscape is hidden.
No subject is beyond words.
Nothing can evade the poet’s pen.
Their arms raised high in clear blue sky
In exile from the gallows call
their flaws long since exposed.
Undo the stitches of the bears velvet skin
and talk to the snake who resides therein
and if the snake tries to bit you
sow him back in and seal it with glue.
- Author: Michael Edwards ( Offline)
- Published: January 1st, 2018 01:21
- Comment from author about the poem: A few from comments and fusions - new year tidy up to get them into the ebook so sorry if you may have seen these before.
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Comments6
Fine writes and pic Michael.
Cheers Orchi.
A good way to tidy up the year Michael. May your new year be wonderful.
Currently tidying up the house - decorations back in the box and half way through the downstairs vacuuming and the darn cleaner is out of charge - good start to the new year !! 🙂
Enjoyed!
Pleased you did - thanks for commenting.
THANKS MICHAEL ~ Thanks for the Picture of the CHURCH ~ every Village should have one ~ Just in case there is a GOD ! Even DAWKINS wrote (inadvertently) on the LONDON BUSES ~ THERE PROBABLY IS A GOD !
74 MICHEAL and I thought 34 was OLD ~ It encourages me that your BRUSH & QUILL still actually move Let us all make 2018 the Year of Poetic Inspiration !
DEATH (in the end) Catches up with us ALL !
I've has close encounters with BEARS in CANADA and SNAKES in the USA ~ but never (GRACIA DOMINUS) TOGETHER !
Thanks for caring & sharing again in 2018 ~ You are a STAR ! Please check my REVOLUTIONS ~ BRIAN !
At least I have full health and I haven't lost my - - err what was I going to say?- - oh yes - marbles, cheers Brian me old mucker.
Indeed, "Nothing can evade the poet's pen". Well expressed, Michael.
Thanks so much Louis
Michael, great writing! This year I will join your decade and start the 70's myself! Now I just hope I will one day be able to write as good as you!
Congrats Fred - you write pretty darn good already - where are you now?
Back on Oahu, and happily sleeping in my own bed again!!!
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