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My name is Joy, and I love to write. Why poetry, here? Because poetry uplifts its writer, and if she is lucky enough, her readers, too. Around us, so many objects abound to write about. Once a poet starts with a smallest, most trivial object, he shall discover that his pen will spill out what is most delicate or most majestic hidden inside him. Since the classics sometimes dealt with lofty subjects with a lofty language, a person with poetry in his soul may incline to emulate that. That is understandable. Poetry does that to a person: it enlarges the soul and gives it wings. Yet, to really soar, a poet needs to take off from the ground. ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only **
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Sep 27, 2005 at 6:18pm
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Prompt 2
by A Non-Existent User

Foggy waves of grainy mist
hover o'er my bed.
Images of yesterday
Weave mem'ries in my head.

Kaleidoscope of visions
Swirl about my mind;
Tumbling hues of distant dreams,
Round and round they wind.

Just within my grasp are they;
Too short my stretching arm.
As I taste of vict'ries spoils
Off goes my alarm.



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Prompt 2
· 09-27-05 6:18pm
by A Non-Existent User
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