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At school, poetry was anything but cool Reading Shakespeare, Dickinson, Austin and Hughes Writing essays on the Capulets and Montagues Every time that subject came up my brain went on snooze Call it what you want, the ignorance of youth Like maybe my young mind was too uncouth It just didn’t feel like they were speaking the truth ***** waggle dagger’s just too long in the tooth Although one day we done some knowledge on Poe Some lines that man wrote made my interest grow It wasn’t what he said it’s how he said it He didn’t even say anything to me, it’s how I read it It made me wanna write down my feelings It felt healing, exorcising all my demons As I wrote I could feel all the heaviness leaving Giving my brain a spring cleaning It’s very therapeutic to take an experience Wrap it neatly in a metaphor for convenience That’s one of many reasons I love the bard’s art A bird tapping a man’s window was the start Ever since then poetry’s been knocking At my chamber door but this is no Lenore Poetry shall lift my soul forever more Forever more
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Jul 1, 2013
Jul 1, 2013 at 2:37 PM UTC
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At school, poetry was anything but cool Reading Shakespeare, Dickinson, Austin and Hughes Writing essays on the Capulets and Montagues Every time that subject came up my brain went on snooze Call it what you want, the ignorance of youth Like maybe my young mind was too uncouth It just didn’t feel like they were speaking the truth ***** waggle dagger’s just too long in the tooth Although one day we done some knowledge on Poe Some lines that man wrote made my interest grow It wasn’t what he said it’s how he said it He didn’t even say anything to me, it’s how I read it It made me wanna write down my feelings It felt healing, exorcising all my demons As I wrote I could feel all the heaviness leaving Giving my brain a spring cleaning It’s very therapeutic to take an experience Wrap it neatly in a metaphor for convenience That’s one of many reasons I love the bard’s art A bird tapping a man’s window was the start Ever since then poetry’s been knocking At my chamber door but this is no Lenore Poetry shall lift my soul forever more Forever more
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ben-poet
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Jul 1, 2013
Jul 1, 2013 at 2:37 PM UTC
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