I often wonder
what would have happened
to all my thoughts,
Millions of them,
only flying into nothingness?
Those true thoughts, traveling
from my mind to the minds of
others through words
called poetry…
How could I describe the world
when I think I cannot see its beauty?
How could I tell of my miracles,
or the deep secrets
I’d no longer want to keep?
How could I feign the pain,
and tell the color of sadness?
How could I live and die
several times?
How could I tell in a thousand ways
the splendour of spring and fall?
Or just save that fleeting moment in time?
How would I be able to live at all?
Author notes
Written May 25th, 2006
A contest entry
- CELEBRATING POETRY AND POETS- ONE-DAY competition, "PREVIOUSLY WRITTEN" WORK ONLY by Vera Rich.
6000 points, ended November 26, 2008, 127 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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This is an ambitious piece - mixing a few rhymes into mainly unrhymed verse is notoriously difficult to do well if the result is not to "jangle" the reader's nerves - and I do have to say that yours do at times seem a little jangling - particularly the fall/all rhyme of the antepenultimate and ultimate lines. Perhaps because this is a rather "obvious" rhyme! Nevertheless, this is a valiant effort at what is, as I said, a very difficult technique!
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crystaldust 27-05-06 21:52
See what happens when I'm not on line very much over the past week? I find beautiful poems flowing from you with an ease and celebration which is positively heart-warming. Another beautiful poem, Lencio. I hope it nets the gold.
Joy.
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Bravo!
AND most of all, how could you inspire others with your beautiful thoughts and words! This expresses what poetry is, dear Lencio. Bravo! Jane
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