The Poets Well Poem by Mark Heathcote

The Poets Well



The poet dips his bucket of thought
into the well of invading darkness.
And thirsting for a spark of eternal light.
He drinks from his budding reflection.

But this consumption is just a taste.
Of that introvert void of inspiration.
Where the fires ease and waste
before his true conception.

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