![]() Of Poets and Their PurgesA Poem by Constance-OutspokenPoets are not made by publishing firms nor professors of prose in finer institutions born apart, borne of imaginings are we, existentially emoted by the universe Eternal seekers must all proper poets be though there's limit to just what can be found for we are naught more than vehicles housing all that someone else dared not attempt to say True poetry's discovered not in text, or in tome but riding the breath of inspiration, perched and waiting on one's cerebral wave, to be vomited, staggering onto some page © 2010 Constance-OutspokenAuthor's Note
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Added on March 27, 2010Last Updated on March 27, 2010 Tags: poetry, writing, inspiration, poets, imagination Author![]() Constance-OutspokenWho wants to know where I am, when who I am is all that matters?, KSAboutMeh. I write crap. I write crap because I've always been alone. more..Writing
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