Going Back To Work Is Killing Poetry
I'm helping my new boss with the company blog and working full time again so there's little time for blogging and playing with my chickens but when I can I intend to feature as many poets as I possibly can. Tonight I'm featuring Wayne Paul, author of scourge, whose link I found in my referral logs. Thanks for the link. Wayne.
Portraits in Pain
By Wayne Paul
The limitless perspectives of genius can almost
give us characters too trite for discretion,
too foreign for sense, or poignant expression.
Know them, try! Impossible, by Art's motive!
Compassion evinces our real admiration
which waits for deference to an explanation
of doctrinal rule; portraits yearn to live
above the silence of their rueful confessions.
Bygone births! Pain's textured professions!
Soulless in depth, unmoving but warm,
Please continue reading.
By Wayne Paul
The limitless perspectives of genius can almost
give us characters too trite for discretion,
too foreign for sense, or poignant expression.
Know them, try! Impossible, by Art's motive!
Compassion evinces our real admiration
which waits for deference to an explanation
of doctrinal rule; portraits yearn to live
above the silence of their rueful confessions.
Bygone births! Pain's textured professions!
Soulless in depth, unmoving but warm,
Please continue reading.
Billy
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