Tuesday, October 9, 2018
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A poet, head heeding to no hard rules,
That walks tall leaning on no staff of cane,
Penchant for pen, passion with no refrain,
A student of own self, taught at no schools;
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Edward Kofi Louis
25 December 2019
Fresh! Muse, Poetry; Heeding to no hard rules. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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8/20/2025 9:40:52 AM # 1.0.0
" Their blossoms in bushes boast of fond friends, " maybe " frond *** friends" ? *** frond: " the leaf or leaflike part of a palm, fern, or similar plant" Either way, i like the f/f alliteration. :) i guess the poet has a magical pen! ! ! : " His prolific pen dries not, should ink drain." bri ;)
Thanks, at last some good words, I must thank for small mercies, Bri, the Big Boss. No, I can't agree with 'frond', it is a specialized word Botanically used. Besides no puns for the sake of puns, 'Fond friends' is what I mean... Besides I'm the poet and all arguments end there.
...But I must thank you for visiting this 2011 poem finding no readers/commentators except for the brave soul, Edward Kofi Louis. Not mine alone, but there are some good gems buried amidst a lot of dross.