To Carve
Nothing to lose; nothing to gain.
Shout it out!
Whose fame...
Did you lose your clout?
Don't be didactic!
Fleeing images scurry like fiddler crabs.
Poetry should not be automatic
But slowly molded and never crammed.
It's not to be for fame,
Or surely you will starve!
It is for the soul and the love that comes
From words that carve
The images .
Shout it out!
Whose fame...
Did you lose your clout?
Don't be didactic!
Fleeing images scurry like fiddler crabs.
Poetry should not be automatic
But slowly molded and never crammed.
It's not to be for fame,
Or surely you will starve!
It is for the soul and the love that comes
From words that carve
The images .
This Poems Story
Poetry should not be like prose, but thought about and slowly molded.
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