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The poet

"The essence of the poet."

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I go where

The cobwebs shine

Dangling like diamonds

On the green boughs

Of the forest beings.

I go where

The mist gathers

Above the loch

Enfolding the geese.

Who honk forlornly.

I go where

A wild flower

Waves happily

In the breeze

Near the ever shifting dunes

I go where

My loved ones gather

So I can enjoy

The laughter and fun.

Savouring the moment.

I go where

I can listen to Bach

Whilst writing poems

And recording my life

That was spent so vividly.

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Written by courage2bfree
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