When A Poet Dies

 

Do not regret his final passage
in this closing poem of h

 

Just East of Polaris is life.


He has passed into

the murky blackness
of God's massive inkwell,
where the essence

of poets are placed,
when the spark of

inspiration fades
in that last exhale of awe,.


Soon God will

recreate him,
into a heavenly poem
scrawled across

the books of life,
and he will be read

back into existence
much to the awe of

 millions of listeners
in the star light

cafe of paradise.

 
All of those who

have passed on,
will welcome his reading,
and he will become
one of the many
spirits of poetry,
whose souls soar higher
then any earthbound
inspiration would allow.

 
Just think of the

 many subjects
he can cover who

have gone on before him.

 
Tea with Elizabeth Browning,
a sundae with Robert Frost,
a five mile walk with Longfellow,
The possibilites are endless
and he is happy there.

 
He poked a hole

in the blackness of space
and left his mark
just east of Polaris,
and his starlite

will remain as
a beacon to all others

who wish to shine
just as brightly

as he will forever.

 

 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~MFB III

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Peggy W 6 years ago from Houston, Texas

Oh...I love this! Thinking of Eternity and the better life beyond this one gives us hope and inspiration of how to lead our lives now. While I may not desire to walk with Longfellow...I long to walk with my parents, grandparents, brothers and others again someday.


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Micky Dee 6 years ago

This is beautiful MFB! I hope my favorite poet is here for decades longer than I am!


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Green Lotus 6 years ago from Atlanta, GA

Rated 'beautiful' mfb. Just read your interview and enjoyed it thoroughly..especially when you said,"Forget fame...and simply write as if you are already famous." Well done!


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kimh039 6 years ago

thanks again. Soul food:)


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Deborah Demander 6 years ago from First Wyoming, then THE WORLD

Once again, you have a divine gift with words, with expression and emotion. Thank you for sharing your gift with us.

Namaste friend.


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always exploring 6 years ago from Southern Illinois

Thought provoking, YES, and then some!

A chocolate sundae in the star light cafe of paradice,

wouldn,t that be heaven, and to listen to all the great

poets, and when you go, you will be among them, but you

must stay here among your earthly friends because we,d be

lost in space without your beautiful poems.

P.S. I got the J=him ( CLEVER) on my Father hub.

God Bless


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ladyjane1 6 years ago from Texas

I cant think of anything sadder than a poet that dies. Nice work cheers.


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Randy Behavior 6 years ago from Near the Ocean

So do you think when we die we are happy to always know "that" word we need, or do we long for the place that gave us the need to write at all?


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Sa`ge 6 years ago from Barefoot Island

such a sweet piece MFB 111 I hope I can leave enough behind to be read, especially for my grand children. ~aloha~


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Debarshi Dutta 6 years ago from Calcutta

Your Poems make a difference to your readers.

Beacon of light ..they show and illuminate.

Your poems speak of beauty, hope and promise.

And the lesser said the better..because apart from being marvelous specimens of imagination and linguistic skill, your poems touch the heart and inspire.

Very few can do with words what you are able to..believe me when I say this as I have read a lot of poets but never have come across such integrity and consistency and force that your poems have.

Your poems are very powerful and very forceful..No poem cannot be any more convincing.

I guess no one works as hard as you do .

We have a saying In India:

True Education teaches humility..And one can clearly see your level of education, and it inspires me...although I lack the talent of writing good poem I at least can understand sincere and excellent poetry and can admire your sense of dignity and humility.

I hope to learn and educate myself from your hubs...

Regards.


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Kaie Arwen 6 years ago

You've left me speechless............ this was beautiful!

K

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