Zachery Polk
And brother even your name is poetic
Quicker he, Zach. RE Epoch
He knocks and syllables wax in gnosis
Worth plaques in this Solstice
Is Rudyard Kipling sibling to your bro/sis?
A portion is it noetic so said it
This kind of folk deserves more credit, Polk
Embedded yolk in the oval of a wordsmith
One heard myth but hatched luréd inspirin'
Kindness to strangers who know truth in
A spire to hire müte sirens
This is what courage meant
In courage lent
When the urge is spent
Just on the verge it went
We keep a mental ledger
And stow it whether
Incident or it occidental
Inclement weather
And cheer forth other poets
It's how you create and sow it.
Thanks man!
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