Written to lend encouragement to those of my friends and colleagues here that haunt the poets guild in like manner.
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Though critics scoff and ladies giggle, Poets have abounded. The task at hand will go unanswered, Till the final bell has sounded.
Though many sport their toutly wares And even more refrained. Our drivel falls on calloused hearts And nothing more is gained.
Though vision fills the masters hand, His words compell your laughter. Hearing not the critics foul remark, For it's love he's truly after.
So spin your dreams and weave your prose, Let not reproach delay. Expose your winsome fleeting soul And write another day.
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USM is blessed with a wealth of talented poets and writers.Perhaps among these gilded branches, a Laureate will arise. ~Don aka woodshed
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