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For generations, writers have sought to capture the human soul in words. From Homer to Shakespeare and Browning to Yeats, poets have striven to define, in a few short lines of verse, the life force that flows through their veins.

The gift of poetry is not limited to the T.S. Eliots of the world. Nearly everyone has heard the sweet call of a muse at one point or another. Some vent frustrations, while others immortalize a love interest. While it is difficult to reach the stratum of Walt Whitman, literary mortals can refine their skills (no matter how rudimentary). A number of on- and off-line resources are available to the burgeoning poet, from discussion forums to archives of classic texts.

For writers, a good place to start is the Poetry Society of America. The oldest poetry organization in the nation, the PSA site is geared toward poetry education and awareness. The site provides little poetic text, but offers journals, awards, magazines, bookstores and publisher information.

The Academy of American Poets offers advice on publishing poetry. It also offers forums where poets can seek advice from their peers.

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Visions From the Heart

Thoughts of love

Elusive and fleeting

Fly in the face of complacency

and spares me for a time

From the redundant manipulations

of a robotic existence

Fears of emptiness,lonliness

they disappear...as I think of her

It is the vibrant,effusive

total love;that flows so lovingly

effortlessly,from the total

essence of her spirit

It is my heart which feels the love

and it is my heart that envisions

her so tenderly;sending that love

from somewhere... far above

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Silently She Waits For Me

Of days gone by
She appears
So clear
In the loving years
In the midst of falling tears

Off in the distance...the black raven cries
The hard truth of the graveyard
Tells no lies...as it speaks...to the wise
This sanctified ground that awaits
At the end of our lives
A sad reminder to our eventual demise

Its truth I acknowledge...its dire warning

I heed...and so strive to be
Pure in thought...and good in deed
For one day there is someone;whom I must see
As she waits...patiently...in silence for me

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A New York Memory

Now,I've never been to Boston
And guess I never will
I'm sure I'd like it there;especially

Bunker Hill
I know it gets a little cold there
There must be lots to do;and I'm sure

its really pretty
But;I must say,that to me nothing

much compares

with dear old New York City

I have been to Chicago...and there's

quite a lot to see
Right there on Lake Michigan;nice
but not my cup of tea
Of all the big cities its New York

for me

New York has Broadway,Times Square,
Central Park,no other town can compare
Radio City Music Hall is first rate
It was there my love and I caught the

Christmas Show...on our first date
Greenwhich Village in my youth I did roam
At a time when Dylan called it home

The west coast and Pacific;do shine

but its not mine
I don't drink the California wine
Though I heard its quite fine

Never been to London...but I've been

to Rome
Both are quite outstanding,but to far from

home
Paris is grand;and it was at Marseille we

made a landing
But,it is in New York that I wish to be

a meandering

The Irish exclaim boisterously about Dublin

and the County Cork
I've never been there
But there are lots of Irish Folk
There in old New York

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Heaven,...Allow Me Near

The morning light,bids welcome to the

newly formed dew
and in my window comes shining through
casting about shadows of myriad hue

In the peripheral shadows I perceive
the outline...of which could only be you

Forward springs the sweet ardor of
anticipation...of what the day shall bring
mournful thoughts from a rueful heart
or shall the heart freely sing

You drift nearby in phantom guise
the glow of which,causes my spirit

to rise
Heaven must have need of you

more than I
In its infinite wisdom...it doesn't say why
Nor can I in my limited frame of time
Begin to decipher or explain heavens mind
No,it is not for me to reason or rhyme
Only but to go forth in my journey

in time

So forgive me my love...mortal failings

long past
and forgive me;that I could not join you

in love...ever last
You now know...more than I
of plans immortal...that come from on high
My humble mortal impotence...can only exclaim

why
Yet, I do know I need you,just as much
as when I felt your loving touch
Free from all earthly pain
Now so much better you reign
Your love radiates forth in Heavens sphere
My only wish,is that Heaven...so close to you

allow me near

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