This poem is about writing poems and all that this entails.
Words inked
With no illusion of
Grandure or fame
Nor a selling
Of thought and soul
Scraps of paper
Coveted like gold
The poet
Remains nameless
Hands reaching
For the pen
Time and time again
To scribe a love
Of symbolic verse
A harmony to transcend
Past this poetic existence
Into lost caverns
Within the mind
Escaping briefly
To form prose
Stroked in
Subliminal discretion
A wonderlust
Of the scribes
Passion defined
copyright.2007AngelaThompsonScott
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to
This is my personal inspirational book of poetry. It contains many poems written for family, friends, and relevant life situations. Hopefully you will find some that will encourage and inpsire you in whatever arena you are found in your circle of l
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A wonderlust
Of the scribes
Passion defined.
I think it's Wonder? and Wonder! that drives the poet to write. - David
Continue, my friend, the future is bright. Happy Thanksgiving.
Emile
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