We created a garden out of poets
placed letters to sprout words and sentences.
Each poet wrote with fervour and conviction
one said he saw angels in his sleep,
another claimed to be a devil in torment,
a woman came by and said she rhymes her poems.
Most mocked the poet who kept to himself
and claimed to escape his prison
to create a sanctuary.
They felt his talent threatened the crop
they wanted him out, exiled
but no matter how hard they tried
to kill his psyche
he always sprouted a new poem
that left them envious for his fall.
Plot and scheme. Point fingers at him.
Until their sheet of lies became
truth. They convinced themselves
of their deceit. But the poet found
a fresh crop of poets in a hidden garden
where they planted words
and treated them as jewels.
The others possessed one object
that the poet could never hold. It was hidden
under their crops, it gave them fuel
it whispered secrets, it fed them poison
to continue their decent into killing a soul
with no water. The poet knew where the
snake lived, but he never gave it
ammunition nor guns. He fought his own
demons instead.
The battle never ends with angels and devils
of Eden.
The poet keeps on writing.
Fantastic once again! And speaks so eloquently to a malevolence becoming prevalent in social media. Bravo.
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Thank you, Siren. We all know a person a like this…seems more and more these days. :((
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Yes we certainly do. And it is a very sad thing. 😦
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Truth.
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I agree with Siren!! This is fantastic, Poetess. And it speaks about the sad reality I see when some poets tear down their brothers and sisters. We should all love and encourage one another…all our words come from the heart…we should treat everyone’s words like they were our own.
Love this and you, Christina. ❤
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Yes, it happens all the time unfortunately. It gets worse and worse but I support my brothers and sisters who write poems and stories from the heart and not out of envy to spite others.
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I don’t know how you do this…just so glad you do…
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This was wonderful to read! Inspiring and reflective, just what I most enjoy. Easily relatable and deep in truth. Bravo!
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Thank you so much.
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i love this, Chrissy ❤️ It’s written with passion and conviction. ❤️
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thanks Carisa x
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Brother Wolf Sister Moon
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blow all the fears away
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Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
Amazing poetry by a talented writer.
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Humbled & thank you for sharing my poem.
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You are welcome my friend.
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Dear Christina. I missed your poetry. Your words and thoughts are wonderful.
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I missed your visits! Thank you, have a lovely say, John.
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I was glad to have found you in my favorites and you are welcome dear Chrissy.
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There’s a favourites? Lol. I still don’t know how to use WordPress!
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My computer favorite. WordPress does need a place for the favorites.
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Yes! Okay, got it. I thought WordPress… thank you, again.
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