THE DEAD POET

Chapter One-The Dead Poet

At her desk she writes away,

through the night, and half the day,

pages piled, here and there,

to fill a book, for all to share.

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In one pile, she wrote in rhyme,

about her life, of death and time,

in another pile, she stacked free verse,

some pretty bad, some even worse.

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One piece talked about romance,

forbidden love, and a second chance,

losing love, and finding it,

it was all in there, every bit.

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She couldn't sleep, til the book was done,

she wrote of nature, murder, and fun,

this poet wrote of olden days,

of future life, and hearts betrayed.