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The Poet’s Teacher (poem)

Updated on July 4, 2015

Johnny Land - Where my journey began

He wrote his lines with verse and rhyme

With perfect meter perfect time

With every beat his thoughts sublime

Within his words what dreams would climb


He showed his teacher what he wrote

Without a word he got it back


He schemed his dreams in themes of clever ploy

With streams of gleaming meaning he would toy

Extremes which reamed their seams would oft decoy

Esteems supreme would team in reader’s Joy


He showed his teacher what he wrote

Without a word he got it back


He turned his pen toward mild and gentler springs

In meadows where a heart could freely grow

With memories which shared familiar flow

And souls could soar with words which gave them wings


He showed his teacher what he wrote

Without a word he got it back


So he delved deep into a life

To dredge up a meaning he could touch

And try to draw it giving it some form

That sparks a tear a smile a moment

In another


He showed his teacher what he wrote

Without a word he got it back


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      Gypsy Rose Lee 3 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      Love, love your poetry with heart and soul.

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      Victor W. Kwok 3 years ago from Hawaii

      Well done on this amazing poem!

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 3 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      When you put your heart and soul into a writing and then receive no special recognition it can be devastating. Lovely poem, great rhythm, well written. Enjoyed it.

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      Bill Holland 3 years ago from Olympia, WA

      Like a fine wine you only improve.

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      Karen Silverman 3 years ago

      Man - you can write poetry!

      This reminded me of who encouraged and mentored me to write my first poem...


      hugs, Mxx

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      Faith Reaper 3 years ago from southern USA

      Wonderful poem and such a blessing to have a teacher who inspired you to write poetry!

      Up and more, pinning and tweeting


      Faith Reaper

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      Graham Lee 3 years ago from Lancashire. England.

      Hi Martin. I enjoyed this poem immensely. Well done it made me think.


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      Eric Pelka 3 years ago from State College, Pennsylvania

      Brings to mind the words of Keats, "Away! away! for I will fly to thee, / Not charioted by Bacchus and / his pards, / But on the viewless wings of Poesy, / Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: / Already with thee! tender is the night, /And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, / Cluster'd around by all her starry Fay / But here there is no light, / Save what from heaven is with the / breezes blown / Through verdurous glooms and winding / mossy ways." Fantastic poem with excellent flow. Truly gives life to the power of poetry to bring life to our most fantastic and magical of dreams.