No wings I have, no
Wings of butterflies or birds
Fly; cause of poets!
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A great poem in just three brilliant lines. So true. Poets can fly with their beautiful verses and amazing imagination. They can soar even to heavens above. To my Poem List.
you describe why poets do what they do Bravo! Encore! Encore!
True words. Poet's always fly high on imaginations, description, elation enjoyment everything.
Yes, poets fly in their imagination....lovely....many stars