WS ( / Savannah, Ga)

A Common Addiction Among Poets

Intoxicated by the inspiration
Of his trade—
With mental powers at work,
A true poet rarely sleeps.
His mind ever churning
With powerful imagery
That produces thought,
Sound, rhythm and gesture.
He molds with metaphor,
Shapes with simile,
And paints with irony
Like some great maestro
In his toil to produce
A beautiful symphony
For himself and all who would enjoy.
Little wonder he rarely sleeps.

© 2009

by Walterrean Salley

Comments (31)

This is a great poem.
This is so beautiful in its simplistic and powerful manner. Fav Line: 'Like some great maestro' - Thx for this, Xx NDS
A true poet rarely sleeps. His mind ever churning With powerful imagery That produces thought, ...........oh what a true nature of a poet, as we know ourselves by addiction of poetics, yet i did not know the characteristics in me are also found same in other poets, what an analogy and similarity, , quite amazing facts of all poets, beautiful write, thanks for sharing,
With powerful imagery! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Sleep, what's that? When I listen to music and start writing, translating the rhythms to poetry I write for 2 - 3 days in a row without sleeping or eating, addicted to the waterfall of thoughts flowing through my mind. Becoming a symphony of feeling life, love and nature among many other things. Never want to be cured of my poetical addiction. Love this poem, right up my alley. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn
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