I am new to poetry and have no formal knowledge at all. The fact that I started to
write poetry came as a complete shock to me. But words and feelings started to pour out of me one morning. "Why?" is the first poem that I wrote and relates to the fact that I have
Parkinson's Disease. Because I am new to poetry, comments and suggestions are particularly appreciated!
My favorite poem, so far, is "Utopia" by Wislawa Szymborska. She won the Nobel Prize for literature in 1996 for her work.
I am a very happily married woman (first and only marriage) living in California.
write poetry came as a complete shock to me. But words and feelings started to pour out of me one morning. "Why?" is the first poem that I wrote and relates to the fact that I have
Parkinson's Disease. Because I am new to poetry, comments and suggestions are particularly appreciated!
My favorite poem, so far, is "Utopia" by Wislawa Szymborska. She won the Nobel Prize for literature in 1996 for her work.
I am a very happily married woman (first and only marriage) living in California.
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Poems I'm focused on
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Imagination’s landscape grows wild.
Its surface grey with expectations. -
A supercilious whip cracks;
power’s shriek -
Sun and moon encircle our lives.
Their cycles bound our growth -
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Surely there must be
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Storms often flood our paths with obscure fears.
Shadows cower afraid to face the dark; -
Field dances with electricity
sparked by fluid movements of goddess -
Tickled bystanders gasp
at soft white blooms -
Dust invades swollen eyes drawing unwanted tears.
I hear my wife’s voice calling out in need, “Miss you.” -
Innocence should dance free among the clouds;
shimmering jewel admired by all who see -
A dry creek bed, my soul, parched with thirst
as drout overshadowed shades of hope; -
Not cold but fresh.
Not at all dead, thriving. -
Despair stands waiting by the door ever ready.
But I choose not to answer his constant missives. -
Mountain spirit
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Vengeance poisons the lost source;
focused on ants jumping rope. -
Utility and time must always have their way!
Numbers must be measured.
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marandah : Great titles to your poetry on November 7The titles are very enticing and diverse. Then when I read the poems I am even more pleasantly surprised. Very well done. Great to discover another inspirational writer!
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Vernal Bloom on October 27So many trophies from the last time I visited your page. Congrasts!!
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white stone on October 21I was listening to MGMT so I thought i'd come say hi to mgmc. So hi.
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awannabepoet on October 16Wow, you been busy Marlene, damn I will have to put up a radar so I dont miss any of your new poems.
Awesome, I love this bout of creativity you got going on!
