really great poems wait patiently
hiding behind noisy wished on lines
poets keep struggling in foggy tangles
desperately rescuing weak vague words
for unsure destinations
wishing hoping needing wanting
their rhyme of all time
to be memorized repeated and loved
between the pages for eternity
success is a sweet reward
found in quiet places
where poets hear their songs
dancing on time lines never done
searching ever searching for
the great one
Monday, April 16, 2012
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