Blessed with cerebral riches
Drowned as witches
But poets float
Words like petals floating on the breeze
So uncontrolled
They taunt and tease
The status quo
Float like butterflies
Sting like bees
A poet can't be bought or sold
Never given thanks
Made to walk gangplanks
But poets float
The poet's sensitivity
floats on to infinity
original thoughts
create the future and eternity
Your words
Like a saviour boat
On raging seas
In a storm
I feel reborn
For poets float
Happy birthday Heathcote
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Heathcote Williams - British Poet, Actor, Playwright, Director and Artist
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heathcote_Williams
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