A Different Kind of Poet

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A Different Kind of Poet

Poets always notice the little things,

The colour of her eyes, the pallor of her skin.

Silver words have crafted in me

A yearning for your regard, your poetry.

 

There is in touch the soft, secret smile

Of two craftsmen meeting awhile,

That rare space we both write in,

Yours in looks, mine, in pen.

 

We are a different type of poet, you and I,

I write, I dream, you derive and apply.

I love the scientist, the way an artist does,

You smile, and fondly endure, because:

 

It is in opposition, other ends of the line

That we create our best work, combined,

Even as I engrave my sonnets on your skin,

Your skilled, subtle chemistry unwinds my meter,

Creating a mesh of both, something akin,

To perfection, nirvana, if only fleeting.

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toredbloodink commented on A Different Kind of Poet

09-03-2016

Wow Narrator .... This write was amazing.... This is redbloodink... Been a long time my friend.... You hit a home run in my mind... This is really unrateable ..... Fantastically written bravo......

slimgoodwoody commented on A Different Kind of Poet

02-16-2013

Loved the duality of this poem because it also shows the commonality between very diverse people. Great job of confusing me! Lol!

Narrator

03/13/2013

I am so glad you enjoyed it, I find that no matter how different two people are there is always something they share. The notion confuses me too, but perhaps it is one of those things we are not meant to understand completely :) Thank you again!

poett commented on A Different Kind of Poet

02-16-2013

This is an awesome write. Two opposite attract and although you can do the same thing it can be so different but yet appealing to each other. Made me think of a good friend of mine.

Narrator

03/13/2013

Thank you so much, I know, it is of course that old cliche, that opposites attract, but it is true I think. Sometimes the very best friend you can have is someone completely unlike yourself. Thank you for taking the time to read and comment, it is much appreciated!

In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

Narrator’s Poems (39)

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Ablaze 0
A Different Kind of Poet 3
Do You Speak Greek? 0
Dancing Away From Me 4
No Longer An Artist 2
Do not forget 1
Competition 1
To Handsome Stranger 1
Ol' Christopher Marlowe's Day 3
Foolhardy 3
Oh so softly 3
'tis oft now I wonder... 5
Free to Soar 9
Dead Filament 4
Wise Fool 4
Mispent Eternity 2
My Sanguine Knight 3
Crimson Tears 5
Condemnation of alternative expression 6
Sir Lancelot 0
In a courtyard of ages 3
From whence all verse was born: 5
Please Realize 3
Here at the end of all things 0
Enduring Eternally 1
The bank of practicality is bust: 1
They can say what they will, I disagree. 2
Poetry Should Rhyme: 5
A new age: Change 0
Fate of a Soul 2
Oh My Love... 1
Standing Still 1
Where the laburnum blossoms fall... 1
Pulling down the stars 1
New Light 1
Ignorance is not bliss... 1
The Decline 1
Is the music of the soul the song of the wind? 3
Is freedom an illusion? 1