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Pete Earsman
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Posts: 65
(3/2/02 11:35 am)
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Good for the Soil
Last night I dug up Keats and Shelley, laid them side by side,
and read them entries from my diary, stuff from deep inside.
Int’resting, said sombre Shelley, sad, said long-dead Keats,
but that is business of the Self, no drum of life there beats.

And Keats went on, in dull dead eyes a momentary gleam,
The things around you need your voice, tinge nature’s truth with dreams,
And then they spoke together there, dead voices in the dark,
and told me that the poet’s job’s to light a tiny spark.

To waken people to the voice of nature all around,
to look for beauty where there’s none, make song from discord sound.
I rolled them back from whence they came, replaced the dark brown loam,
then tucked my diary ‘neath my arm, and wandered off back home.

Dead poets. What the f**k would they know?
Sanduleak
Wordsmith
Posts: 287
(3/3/02 4:08 pm)
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Re: Good for the Soil
:lol

flourchld
Traveller in the Arts
Posts: 23
(3/8/02 2:59 am)
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Re: Good for the Soil
Remarkable!

I really enjoyed this poem; catchy subject matter, humorous, witty and an easy reading rhythm.

You never cease to amaze me with your diverse style.

:hat

Shelle
One Happy Heathen

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