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Day 147. Monday 10th September 2018
Day 147. Monday 10th September 2018
When the Poetry Dies
When the Poetry Dies
© 2018 Steve Cook
When the poetry dies inside you, you're dead
When the poetry dies inside you, you're dead
Like a bird in a cage where the cage is your head.
Like a bird in a cage where the cage is your head.
The creation of song, of rhyme or a game
The creation of song, of rhyme or a game
Are the reasons for living again and again.
Are the reasons for living again and again.
But remember when the flesh returns to the earth
But remember when the flesh returns to the earth
That death is a prelude to life in rebirth.
That death is a prelude to life in rebirth.
And the poem never dies, it just alters form;
And the poem never dies, it just alters form;
When one verse expires, new verses are born.
When one verse expires, new verses are born.
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