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Aphoristic poem?
The pondering poet is no longer poised
His pen and points seem far now
And instead a forum fiend stands pondering
But do not mourn the poet
It lives on in the words
Now adding lift and dance to the ideas
High-spirits and high-feet to deep thoughts
A certain highness to Meteorite machinations
Is this a poem?
Am I poet?
Sod those questions for now
And direct the guns on other matters!
- Bring all the guns to bear and blow away the singular bears so that you may make more room for all the mattering ideas to marshall.
His pen and points seem far now
And instead a forum fiend stands pondering
But do not mourn the poet
It lives on in the words
Now adding lift and dance to the ideas
High-spirits and high-feet to deep thoughts
A certain highness to Meteorite machinations
Is this a poem?
Am I poet?
Sod those questions for now
And direct the guns on other matters!
- Bring all the guns to bear and blow away the singular bears so that you may make more room for all the mattering ideas to marshall.
Published 2nd Dec 2011
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3rd Dec 2011 00:44am
6th Dec 2011 10:59pm
This is an ideas heavy poem so I don;t expect it to be welcomed with open arms. Quick bites don't phase it either.
26th Jan 2013 00:07am
In truth in retrospect my poems become aliens to me; utter gibberish. At least shortly after writing it is ecstatic gibberish.
