Pocket Full of 'Poseys'

Poetry implies the whole truth. Philosophy expresses a particle of it. - Thoreau

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indite me with a poem

give it a pointy hat and beard as it watches over me like a gnome

write it in moral blood

inundate me with an emotional, flash flood

decorate my soul with the inflorescent cognizance and pulchritude of a timeless, cozy, posie bud

awaken my drowsy spirit with a thunderous thud

save me from the inescapable mire and dire mud

verse it royally

tend and water it loyally

breathe depth and gravity into the words like a lunar crater

put it in my empty pocket

be careful not to crease it

save your thorny roses for my grave

when the meaning is greater

i'll read it later

Author's Note

"My life has been the poem I would have writ, but I could not both live and utter it." - Thoreau