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Foolscap now I understand better, the ironic humor of naming the plain white paper before me, where the construction commences, the scratched surfaces, entrance ways into the best I can hope to offer and having yet to write                           foolscap laugh out loud, move over great ones, this fool had tipped his cap, betrayed his intention and attention, he has a kitbag of raggedy jumbled words as yet unassembled, and had all life to snap them colored Lego pieces of his own design together in a way that takes the un from unremarkable and so let this newbie commencement be a beginning, not an ending célèbre but a transition to translating the heart and head and a storied vision retained therein, treasure chested into an assemblage pleasing to those who peek over the foolscap's shoulder the snow has dappled doused my lower legs, wet, does not creation commence in the wetness, even slush that is the residue of the brilliance of snow as a concept, even the slush, disdained and discarded, ***** grayed, from it will come my firsts, my births, my ***** grayed, my beloved unbeloved, sculpture of words that resound across the better days to yet, yet yet yet yet - a hundred Yeats yets, sweet vets, all I need is the first word, so chosen, so apropos, foolscap Foolscap - a type of inexpensive writing paper Dedicated to those measured few here who have nurtured me with gentle pushes and sweet perfumed praise to push myself harder yet, push harder than I ever dared. You know who you are. Pray I please you. http://hellopoetry.com/poem/596769/poet-in-trouble/
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Feb 14, 2014
Feb 14, 2014 at 10:57 PM UTC
Foolscap
Foolscap now I understand better, the ironic humor of naming the plain white paper before me, where the construction commences, the scratched surfaces, entrance ways into the best I can hope to offer and having yet to write                           foolscap laugh out loud, move over great ones, this fool had tipped his cap, betrayed his intention and attention, he has a kitbag of raggedy jumbled words as yet unassembled, and had all life to snap them colored Lego pieces of his own design together in a way that takes the un from unremarkable and so let this newbie commencement be a beginning, not an ending célèbre but a transition to translating the heart and head and a storied vision retained therein, treasure chested into an assemblage pleasing to those who peek over the foolscap's shoulder the snow has dappled doused my lower legs, wet, does not creation commence in the wetness, even slush that is the residue of the brilliance of snow as a concept, even the slush, disdained and discarded, ***** grayed, from it will come my firsts, my births, my ***** grayed, my beloved unbeloved, sculpture of words that resound across the better days to yet, yet yet yet yet - a hundred Yeats yets, sweet vets, all I need is the first word, so chosen, so apropos, foolscap Foolscap - a type of inexpensive writing paper Dedicated to those measured few here who have nurtured me with gentle pushes and sweet perfumed praise to push myself harder yet, push harder than I ever dared. You know who you are. Pray I please you. http://hellopoetry.com/poem/596769/poet-in-trouble/
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Feb 14, 2014
Feb 14, 2014 at 10:57 PM UTC
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