(Apologies to Pete Seeger
Where have all the poets gone?
Nowhere, I’m guessing!
Where have all the poets gone?
I’d like to know!
Where have all the poets gone?
Gone to hiding everyone!
When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?
Where have all the poets gone?
Nowhere, I’m guessing!
Where have all the poets gone?
I’d like to know!
Where have all the poets gone?
Gone to hiding everyone!
When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?
Where have all the hiders gone?
Seeking a blessing!
Where have all the hiders gone?
Gone with the flow!
Where have all the hiders gone?
Gone to dreaming everyone!
When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?
Where have all the dreamers gone
With their hopes pressing!
Where have all the dreamers gone?
Who saw them go?
Where have all the dreamers gone?
Gone to Muses everyone!
When will we ever learn?
When will we ever learn?
Where have all the Muses gone?
While we were stressing!
Where have all the Muses gone?
Does anyone know?
Where have all the Muses gone?
Gone to poets everyone!
When will they ever learn?
When will they ever learn?
© Stan Sanford
December 14, 2011
December 14, 2011
What does it mean when your own poem stirs you to smile?
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