<b> <u>MUSINGS</u> </b><br /><br />The little poets sing of little things:<br />Hope, cheer, and faith, small queens and puppet kings;<br />Lovers who kissed and then were made as one,<br />And modest flowers waving in the sun.<br /><br />The mighty poets write in blood and tears<br />And agony that, flame-like, bites and sears.<br />They reach their mad blind hands into the night,<br />To plumb abysses dead to human sight;<br />To drag from gulfs where lunacy lies curled,<br />Mad, monstrous nightmare shapes to blast the world.<br /><br />[click on the thumbnail by Jack "King" Kirby]
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