Poets' Passion

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    Poets' Passion

     Oh, what a tangled web we weave,
    When first we attempt to perceive.
    Sunlit days and starlit nights
    Occur by fate or fancy's flight.
    Dancing thoughts to misconceive,
    Sweet breathy moments of relief,
    Never lingering enough to incite,
    Hidden, swift tastes and touches to excite.

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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

    smalltownteddy’s Poems (4)

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    Endings 1 07/13/2011
    Poets' Passion 0 07/13/2011
    Singularity 2 06/21/2011
    Run 3 02/23/2010
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