The pen is your guide

Let no hands be tied

The poets who spill their ink

 May scrawl with a wink

Whether what’s written is true

Is up to you, yourself and you

Open ideas may offer selection

But where is their direction

Ah, the slack jaw of confusion

Perhaps, your ideal perfection


Reena’s Exploration Challenge 25


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  1. I found this very insightful!

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  2. Namaste Eugenia 🙂

    Yes indeed, the enigma that is the Poet: if we could explain them, they wouldn’t exist 🙂

    Have a wonderful weekend. Namaste 🙂


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  3. So nicely done Eugenia.

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  4. All bliss, if the perspective meets. If not, trolls are born.

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  5. Excellent thoughts put into your poem here Eugenia. May our ink wells never dry up from the words we poets wish to convey..
    Love and well wishes,
    Have a Perfect weekend my friend..
    Take care..
    Sue 🙂 ❤

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  6. this is so beautiful lines and words!!!

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  7. A nice piece of poetry Eugenia opening up the question of the role of the poet in poetry. I think the term, the slack jaw of confusion, hits the nail on the head 🙂

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  8. As another poet once told me, whatever you imagine a verse to mean, it could alos mean something else!

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  9. Love this, catchy, insightful and memorable 🙂

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  10. A delightful and very brilliant writing. 🙂

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  11. Your video/picture at the top is fabulous, Eugenia. So creative. Welcome to that little voice and I’m delighted you are following my blog.

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