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The creator's delimma
Contributed by
norm
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Saturday, 10th May 2003 @ 06:35:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
HumorPoetry
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If the poetry of a poet is a mirror on the world If you look into the mirror and life's facts become unfurled.
If a painting by an artist is digested by the eye, If digestion of the painting is an artist's do or die.
If the writings of an author are the prose that make a story, If the story using prose is used to rate the author's glory.
If a fifth stays unresolved Your ear will surely twitch with hate Til the balance of the theme is solved The music won't relate.
So the poem above is lacking In the field of resolution, Let's make the closure resonate To bypass revolution.
The poet shines his mirror and the facts are in their place The artist eyes his painting and there's nothing else to face.
The author reads his writings and feels well about his plot, Therefore, all seems well for closing Like it yea or like it not.
Copyright ©
norm
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2003-05-10 18:35:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: The creator's delimma
(User Rating: 1 ) by shelby on
Saturday, 10th May 2003 @ 07:38:33 PM AEST (User
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Norm this is another great write. Keep them coming.
Michelle |
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Re: The creator's delimma
(User Rating: 1 ) by ladyfawn on
Sunday, 11th May 2003 @ 11:03:34 AM AEST (User
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i loved every word and every line! great write! hugs nessa |
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Re: The creator's delimma
(User Rating: 1 ) by Wrybod on
Monday, 14th July 2003 @ 11:36:51 AM AEST (User
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Oh I lked it well enough
but the subject's rather tough
and very introspective
to a genuine detective
of artistic evocation
I've not the slightest hesitation
in proffessing honest doubt
what the hell this is about
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