Poetic Imortality
This is my dream-
sail away from me;
as a child leaves the haven
of its mother's arms.
Built of time
and bourne of age-
I will not forget.
The first steps of mine
that led to here-
a creational fortitude
to fuel imagination.
The words flowed
from within-
a musical welling
of emphoric proportions.
A mortal's chance
to create a poem
that steps beyond the whim-
that for a moment
within this time,
their words grant them
imortality.
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When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA
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