Poets

The giant's sleeps in the poets mind

In the poets mind, giants sleep all the time. Let the poets wake the sleeping giants, for the poets must meditate and the giants shall surely wake.

 

If the giant’s wake before he meditates, it will be the end of that poet’s fate; that poet shall not go beyond the gate of fate.

 

Clutch, the giants that sleep, let the poets mind vigorously shake the sleeping giants, for the poets must be in flight, when giants wake inside.   

 

©2008

 

Reviews

[Michael X]

really nice job, the details bring this poem to life with insight and a artfully crafyed messege
set to subtlely inspire the reader with vividness and color my friend, I'm glad to have read this
thanks for sharing your talent

[DanaRegen]

Poets control the writing in a poem, just like an artist controls how a drawing will look, artists can change the picture by erasing it, just like poets can change their words. Poets make the world go round. Very nice poem,
-Dana :)