The Best Poem Ever Written (Dedicated to Peter)

By Richard Davidson

i was lost
wandering
through the city
and out into the world
a real world
a world whose breath
was a breeze to fan the flames
of a young and dangerous heart
each step pulled me farther away
and deeper into my own psyche
where i languished
in awe of the natural order
soon i was wise
for ancient winds
have great power

Now, I may have gone over the top a little calling this the best poem ever written, but in all fairness, I wrote that line before I even wrote the poem. I withdraw that statement, but I would like to take a moment to critique my own work:

Wow! That's REALLY REALLY GREAT!

I'm very happy with the artistic statement I have just made, illustrating both the glory of the natural world, and it's effects on me, a flawed being who has become a very satisfied man. I invite all positive criticism, but any negative criticism will NOT be tolerated, as it really is an excellent poem. And anyone who thinks it isn't is just plain WRONG!

(let this entry be an example for ALL poets! -The movement has begun!)

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