[Don't make me have to spell it out for you. Cause' I will. This poem then, is for all of the un-read, un-rated, starving artist out there. Isn't it time? Surely there is room for us all in here.]
I read
I rate
I understate...
Meditate on this.
I think
I pour
Trying to ignore
Extreme wordiness.
So easy this
Pontification
Make it
Grande adulteration.
Simply put
Straight to the point
Clearly state
Unction, anoint.
A Poet sings
A Soul flies
A ring of fools
Investiture lies.
Who can say
What speaks to those...
Inspiring one
Disguised, impose.
Forthright with word
A higher power
If I choose
Which to devour,
For glory
In one's lifetime spared
the poet is disparaged.
For liturgies
of prose well worn
is subject of the norm.
Poor rhyme
it knows...
the simple sing,
then celebrate the papal ring.
And I
Shall rate, participate
From bounty
Pull my thoughts,
For heaven knows
The likes of those
For which I'm gifted naught.
[Gossip - By Moi]
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bleed.
''...This poem then, is for all of the un-read, un-rated, starving artist out there. Isn't it time? Surely there is room for us all in here...''
Rated for all that there is in your work.
~R~
Straight to the point
Clearly state
Unction, anoint.
~
i could get behind a movement to unction.
without all that goddamn oil, though.
oil
ought to be used only in sexplay, i say!
those damn religious idiots always get there before us.
with their anointing & whatnot.
rated first.
Some you know you can rate before the read. : )
Reciprocating reads and comments are hard for me, on my own page, on another page...I try.
I do go back and look for replies. Do you?
Wowza!!