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GOLLY
You are Rumpelstiltskin, of our time
with thread; you spin out gold in verses
In the fixture of words, a master
of confusion and of mysteries
abrasively noshing verse lovers
with astute adjectival phrases
This poet is a teacher of logic
throwing up inevitable traps
in simple puzzle to mesmerize
I know you, the brave son of tiger
The rebel warrior with a felt tip
Mightier than a trusted steel rapier
In battle of wit and sarcasm
your eminence goes ahead of you
as the August wind before the rain
sweeping everything on its path
Scattering them all over the place
For the human race to see and read
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Inspired by an article in an old manuscript, It reads:, AXIOMS OF PERFECTION, In the physical order – In the realization of the dream of beauty, In the moral order – In the realization of the dream of love, In the intellectual order – In the realization of dream of poetry, In the spiritual order – In the realization of the dream of the mystics
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Dalton
Fri, 2012-11-30 23:44
Hi
The pen is mightier than the sword...
John
t. reflexion
Sat, 2012-12-01 19:59
Yes ...it is, but
The ink bottle tilts and pours
like the Tsunami of eastern coasts
on the pages of my notebook
blotting all that I have written
these past weeks of grace
It was easier to rewrite
from broken tablets of stones
by the prophet as of old
than for me to recollect
scrbbles of a struggling man
A rekindled faith - Dancing in the Light
author commentsueb
Sat, 2012-12-01 05:47
nice one x
nice one x
t. reflexion
Sat, 2012-12-01 21:39
Thank you
For the reading and comments, best wishes
tr
A rekindled faith - Dancing in the Light
author commentIan.T
Mon, 2012-12-03 06:34
Iboro
"I see you" poet of doubt, as you shout out who you, are this means, that you are waiting for conformation of who you really are.
Look inside and keep writing about that poet and you will see him also, Grand write, Yours Ian.T
.
There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..
t. reflexion
Wed, 2012-12-05 23:47
Yes ...
Ambivalence stalks my every step and doubts are ahead of me like a crowd of market men and women. Thank you and best wishes.
tr
A rekindled faith - Dancing in the Light
author commentIan.T
Thu, 2012-12-06 02:48
Iboro
The ink bottle tilts and pours
like the Tsunami of eastern coasts
on the pages of my notebook
blotting all that I have written
these past weeks of grace
It was easier to rewrite
from broken tablets of stones
by the prophet as of old
than for me to recollect
scribbles of a struggling man
This is the poetry that is at the tip of your quill, these lines were the best of your true thoughts, though doubt stalked the pages, the words though hidden by a mere spill of ink, are still there.
Then to write of their loss in such a way is poetry, Yours Ian .T
.
There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..