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What happens when a reviewer of prose comes across a poem so amazing...? |
This poem is inspired by and respectfully dedicated to:
God bless the U.S.A. God bless our Soldiers and Veterans. A Reviewer's Sigh I'm not a poet. Believe me, I know it. I avoid reading rhyme at all cost. But another reviewer Said your poem was truer Than others that might have me lost. I winced and I whined At what I might find When I clicked and popped into your port. Your po-ems tell stories Of vict'ries and glories And battles and things of that sort. My interest was captured. My reading, enraptured. This old man, his memories shared. My heart set to pounding. His memories resounding With wonder; how boldly we dared. You've caused a conversion With your words' assertion. This tale touched me right to my core. Ignoring mechanics, Hanging on to dynamics. Isn't this what true poetry's for? CM 9/26/2010 . |