A POEM ABOUT A POEM
A poem about a poem
Oh, let me see…
I stop along the road
And I wait for it to catch
Up with me
Tell me who you are
And what business
You have with me
You say you are a “counter”
You will count the tears for me
You say you are an “explorer”
And you will help me “see”
You say you are a “master”
You will hold my thoughts
For me, until I am able to
Hold them for myself
You say “you like to play”
And you never know for sure
Exactly where you are going
You are big enough to hold
All of the thoughts unspoken
You are a “good friend”
And promise to always
Be there for me
To have and to hold
From this day forward
Until the end of days
August 8, 2018
“And you never know for sure / Exactly where you are going”…I think all poets could relate to this. And a friend in need. A lovely one.
Thanks for your comment!! Annell Livingston
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Counting tears and holding thoughts…….that is what poems do. I love it!
Thank you Sherry, I also love poems about poems. Annell Livingston
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Poem writing and reading as friend, even as marriage–I love it!
“A poem about a poem
Oh, let me see…
I stop along the road
And I wait for it to catch
Up with me”
With that decision we open ourselves to the rest, often in the control of poetry. I like that you include playfulness as well as sorrow.
Two good questions, do we control poetry or does poetry control us?
Is there a difference between playfulness and sorrow? I think both come from the unknown.
Thanks Susan for your comments. Annell Livingston
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I like this. A poem is all of these things!
Annell Livingston
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Poetry is certainly a windy road that veers away from your first thoughts and sometimes takes you to a magical place. Sometimes even I am amazed at where I have been taken. Great poem Annell .
Thank you for your generous words. Annell Livingston
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This is a poem that bears rereading and treasuring for years and years. There will always be something new to discover in its depths. Thank you.
My goodness, you are so kind!! Thank you magicalmysticalteacher. Annell Livingston
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