the Poet


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the Poet

… does not have a vocalist’s melody;
to carry their legacy, standing alone on a nightclub stage.

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… does not have a band of instruments; to strike their soulful innocence, upon a pulsing back-beated harmony.

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… does not have a center ring, spotlight’s ellipse bright on a circus show of trapeze swings; under the big top on a warm summer’s night.

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… does not have the celebration of skyrockets and bombastic flares; flung upon the sky of all other’s stares, with repercussive intent.

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… does not build towers of steel and high spires; materialistic weight splayed in all desires, of windowpane’d reflections.

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the Poet… does not see the world in narrowed intent; yet lives in correspondence of a limitless extent,
with a life
of pathways lit by words…
despite.

~ an EWK Poe’em   ©2017 EWK

(a work-in-progress poem, critiques?)

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