there is a man of
gentle genteel nobility
who writes in quiet
anonimity
words that give the
soul wings to soar
an the is a rough and
ready workman
who writes his life
warts and all
with a pen that
drips literary gems
there are a couple of young guns
ready to change the world
one poem at a time
and one has nailed
the knack of the pithy rhyme
the other a thinker
gears grinding all the time
some, two or three, at life's end
or at least on that very street
that share wisdom, the art of writing
both joys and defeats
old soldier's in the war of rhyme
defending the bastion
against the tyranny of time..
then there is the man,
such a clever soul
that deals almost soley
in wit and folderol
his pieces have
such a rollicking style
and always cause a chuckle
and sometimes leave you
rolling in aisles
one who delves into
the art of the rondelle
his mastery of the form
keeps me underaliterary spell
I know of a man
to whom sonnets are bread
to him, I take off my hat..
to write iambic pentameter
just does in my head!
I find myself three shy of the dozen,
not of wont but becuase my head is full
of the many worthy scribes that could fit the bill
each man who writes of love won or lost,
each man who puts pen to paper
and has paper tossed, toward the round file or floor
each man who writes with simple eloquence
of what is out side his front door,
or inside a turbulent heart,
who tries with words to explain
the workings of life..
or the tumult of his brain.
could take a place in this dozen.
has already become,
one of this glorious coven.
he, who takes letters,
syllables, jots and tittles
and creates swirls of alchemy,
magic to the souls of readers
and to the hearts, cartograhpy
maps of fairy dust and well could be
so to these nine, and three more again
to all men who have placed the sign
'writer within these brain walls'
on their heart and in their minds
I thank thee all
Your work has been, an inspiration to mine...
Oct 27, 2016
Oct 27, 2016 at 6:08 PM UTC
there is a man of
gentle genteel nobility
who writes in quiet
anonimity
words that give the
soul wings to soar
an the is a rough and
ready workman
who writes his life
warts and all
with a pen that
drips literary gems
there are a couple of young guns
ready to change the world
one poem at a time
and one has nailed
the knack of the pithy rhyme
the other a thinker
gears grinding all the time
some, two or three, at life's end
or at least on that very street
that share wisdom, the art of writing
both joys and defeats
old soldier's in the war of rhyme
defending the bastion
against the tyranny of time..
then there is the man,
such a clever soul
that deals almost soley
in wit and folderol
his pieces have
such a rollicking style
and always cause a chuckle
and sometimes leave you
rolling in aisles
one who delves into
the art of the rondelle
his mastery of the form
keeps me underaliterary spell
I know of a man
to whom sonnets are bread
to him, I take off my hat..
to write iambic pentameter
just does in my head!
I find myself three shy of the dozen,
not of wont but becuase my head is full
of the many worthy scribes that could fit the bill
each man who writes of love won or lost,
each man who puts pen to paper
and has paper tossed, toward the round file or floor
each man who writes with simple eloquence
of what is out side his front door,
or inside a turbulent heart,
who tries with words to explain
the workings of life..
or the tumult of his brain.
could take a place in this dozen.
has already become,
one of this glorious coven.
he, who takes letters,
syllables, jots and tittles
and creates swirls of alchemy,
magic to the souls of readers
and to the hearts, cartograhpy
maps of fairy dust and well could be
so to these nine, and three more again
to all men who have placed the sign
'writer within these brain walls'
on their heart and in their minds
I thank thee all
Your work has been, an inspiration to mine...
I love the fact, that this is a place in which male poets can find a forum, for their love affair with this art form..I have written somewhat obliquely (I hope) about some of my favourites...but have included the notion that it is everchanging roster...
and for the women out there...there are so many wonderful women poets as well...and they have their own accolades in my heart mind and in some cases on paper as well
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