An Unordered List (Why Poets Are Poets)

[Spock]

This is my response to the first challenge of the Poetic Proliferation group. I'm kinda happy with how it turned out, so I thought I'd post it here, along with an encouragement to join the group if you haven't already. Cheers!

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Naturally, there are things that set poets apart,

And naturally is usually how they're aquired.

I'll list out a few, though it's a hard list to start.

Don't think it's complete, and don't think it's inspired.

They know they discover their works; they don't make them.

They have mental erasers like stone masons' tools.

They don't guess what's inside of words till they shake them.

They have a respect for the rules.

(But they know how to break them.)

Their hands are well-versed, and their ears are well-chorused,

Their brains catch the details that get past the eyes.

They know that if a tree falls alone in the forest,

It cries.

They think with their hearts and feel with their heads,

They write with their ears like a ragtime musician.

They order their phenomes from violets to reds,

Then work from both ends to whittle down their composition.

Anything a poet says or writes is a poem.

They just think harder about some before they show it.

And, by virtue of that, that is what they become,

Since we call one who writes and tells poems a poet.

[jimharmon]

Very proud of you for jumping right in ! Good offering by the way!

[Mazrocon]

Truly fantastic!

"(But they know how to break them.)" So clever! As you write than you ARE breaking the rules!

Great addition to the challenge!

Oh and a warm welcome to our group!

~TIMOTHY~

[Convalesce]

Reading some great stuff here. This is just fantastic

[jimharmon]

Guys, This is just the beginning to something that has no foreseeable ending. Gota' get the girls involved, they signed up but alass, pun intended, have not participated.

[Mazrocon]

True dat, Jim! I don't really see how it could end.... there's an infinite amount of things that can't be written about (in an infinite amount of ways). The writer may stop, or take a break... but the possibilities won't

~TIMOTHY~