Today’s Poem follows the same route as the last poem I published here. One of the issues that stick with me is my failure as it were to come up with suitable Titles, thus I hope that this exercise will improve as I move along or at least for this Post it proves to be one that fits or at least works.
Over all the poems I write here , I strive to improve the titles and as folks will notice, some have worked and others I believe may require improving or working on. For this Poem I wanted to work on encouraging artists or Poets etc to use their Creative Imagination and thus let it flow as a river.
In a world where Imagination and creative use is hindered by modern technology and a fast flowing lifestyle. Therefore I believe that letting Imagination to rule in means of creating my Poetry. The Poem in itself is entirely created to encourage and also dedicated to the art of creativity in poetry or any art form.
About The Poem:
As stated above this is a poem about Creative Artwork, the Poem or Novel that flows from the artists that brings it to the finished piece. For me and in this very case it is the Poetry and the very poem that is set to encourage and celebrate this art of composing a poem.
Not that I looked to celebrate my own work, in fact that has never been my aim, but rather to encourage people to create from that which may lay dormant deep within or as some feel they do not have a whole lot of creative ideals etc. It is there and requires working on and with. As in my own case which requires to limit such creative work to work within a limits that may lay for a ny certain work.
But on this case I wanted to allow imagination to flow on its own and edit or improve from there. The usual set up of the poem is as it has been for most of my work to date.
Therefore having said all of the above; Please Enjoy this Poem:

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Caverns
Flowing from the back of my mind,
Fables untold yet ne’er refined.
From gardens fair and true in bloom,
To dining tables we consume.
Gardens growing and tended free,
Beyond compare a fragrant sea.
Of Thoughts and stories waiting there,
For no despair could not prepare.
Throughout time woven in fine thread,
Decorate tables with it’s spread.
Enriching minds of every being,
This display it’s authors seeing.
Unchained under the seas of doubt,
Freedom washes over throughout,
Eager to create for the love,
Of composing art from above.
All Artists, Poets, here combine
For this love thus, they will define,
Beyond lines set to recount within,
Caverns they wander to begin.
© Pat Fitzgerald 2025
ENDING THOUGHTS:
Thank you for following me on my little journey, that is composing or writing poetry. If Life is a journey which we all walk on and my journey in creating Poetry is a journey of it’s own. Which I still learn much on as I write.
At times I experiment on methods or way how I can improve my poetry, therefore getting feed back is always most welcome for such as these.
When I write poetry, some readers may be offended with something within the poetry. I do not write to offend, But such are written for reasons I outline in the posts. Often I miss typos and mistakes when publishing each poem. BUT I correct the moment I discover such mistakes.
But Poetry is a form of art work that I enjoy and thus using it in a manner to touch or inspire the reader.
Thank you for joining me on this journey.
Poetry is a learning curve where I always work to improve. A lot of work goes into editing and reediting and then repeating that process on a number of occasions until I am happy with the result. This is how I operate in creating posts to share here.
Please forgive for any such mistakes and for your understanding this.
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Beautiful poem. I like this line “Throughout time woven in fine thread”
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Thank You
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Our imagination flows, and out pours a beautiful poem, …aren’t words magical, …just words but they create pictures, emotions, …endless possibilities, …💫✍️💫
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I agree 110% Words are most beautiful to be played about with in creating such works of art.
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Really lovely Pat. ❤️☕️☕️
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Thank you.
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