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You yourself poet
have belled the cat
very few,
including me,
understand the riddles
behind camouflaged poesy
so beautiful
a pussy,
I still see from the rear balcony,
as dogs with open lashing tongues
erase moments of ecstasy
awaiting their turn,
to take on
while others are at it
this was my impression
but you beat me.

A poet is one ,
who says what?
so many ask why?

Style / type: 
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity): 
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing stage: 


is it
a 'go' at some reviewers ??
or the jealousy of poets for one another ??
or simply - asking what are we trying to say, and why do we even ask ???

i love these writes of yours that are convoluted and make me think :)

love judy

'Each for the joy of the working, and each, in his separate star,
shall draw the Thing as he sees It, for the God of Things as They are.'
(Rudyard Kipling)

you shall answer the question too
you are welcome to come back ,
if the poem is ,
as it is still
without a clue..


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