An Ode to Pithy Poesy

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Dante, Milton, Shakespeare, Keats — Blake, Wordsworth, Whitman, Shelley, Byron, Yeats & Williams; more whom I may not name here, Have created a creature beyond Plot, Setting, Scene, or Character. Illuminate, These great ones do, that which is past this tier Of Human understanding & take us To ancient realms, where Pithy Poesy rules The words & truths that are the essences Of Inspiration: The 'Prolific Schools.’

2 In this summer, our bounty breeds delight Full of thoughtful thoughts which wild wisdom breeds. With concentrated contemplations we Shall resolve to evolve, finding the right Means & Methods in everything we read; For Pithy Poetry provides Suns to see In and beyond our shadows of a thought. That blind & enlighten our ev'ryday's Search for Truths, which some have found, but few sought. "Prolific Poesy show us newer ways!"

3 It does respond, this Mythic Immortal, Who thrives in pages by Sages who've tried To tame that beast of Thought, which rages on, Inside their minds defying ritual, For when it strikes no Muse can turn aside These willful words which shall prevail anon. The call is heard, from mindful men who speak, By this Creature of their creation, who In reply gives voice to that which they seek And offers Time to words which we hold true.

4 O, pithy Poesy, Praises shall be sung To thee that is the essence of out hearts for you tell us of Wisdom Truth & Right. It is through you that the passionate young find their rhymes of Love. Your meanings can start Pure Wars, and fan the flames for a Just Fight, Where Freedom frees Spirits for the pursuits Of Love & Peace, so we may grow fruits For proliferating purity, and Once again reap from a civilized land.