Diary of a Poet

Volume XIII

Back from the Block© (2002)

Dear Reader,



         The following MS has been taken from what

was written in the past fourteen months. This was a

return to writing verse  after an eleven year silence.

The silence was not complete,  but the fire that had

raged within for a decade  and a  half was invisible

for that time, if not non-existent.  When LuckyPress

.com released Veracious Verse they thought it might

be better if i was not a  "dead poet",  so i got online

and joined "Versatility".  Each week a brilliant news-

letter was in the  "mail",  with some  assignment to

write.  After work,  i would  sit and  read the "letter",

write a poem, and "go" to the "room", where dozens

of poets gathered to share and encourage. Though

the group has long been defunct, i cannot yet

express what a help it was in bringing me back to the

art i first loved! Such poems as "Muse", "Happiness",

"Practice makes perfect’ and others, would never

have come through without the inspiration of the

other writers and the well researched newsletter!

Your comments on the following verse, pro and con,

would be greatly appreciated! If you can spare the

time, the e-mail and real mail addresses are on the

credits page, following.

Enjoy! :)

SAMPLES

1001



A Poet?



Thousands

of hours

with pens

of all sorts



reams

of pages

only worthy

to burn



After trying

all

ignorant

resorts



the failed effort

could not

damage

the yearn



No stern

advises

nor arrogant

guides



could steer

the art

from its natural

course



Neither

great escapes

nor chemical

hides



could stop

the verse

from fulfilling

its source



Once a 'great'

poet

with grandiose

fame



and an ego

that could

not turn

the key



Now just

a wick

for eternity

's flame



daring

hopes of

an instrument

to be





1006



Dirt



Moving small parts

of the Earth

to placate

the desires of men



If only dirt could

tell the story

of all that's

happened and been



Tell of the trials

of Neanderthal

of villages

and tribes and chiefs



Give us the rumors

of battles of yore

rumors of warriors

and victors and thiefs



Would we then

worry over such

as substanceless

as lack or loss?



Would we still cover

all of our deeds

with the finite

of mortal gloss?





1029



Labor of Hope



I feel Love flow through me

i see Love flow through you

knowing Joy is our essence

Love inspiring what we do



Today is just a continuance

of Love unplanted that did grow

Hope is the labor of our longing

a deeper Love Today to know



Happy Birthday! :)















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