poet can't help it

loving poetry and it's origin

every time I  hear a summons

rifling through currents

some poor hearts desert hurricane

rummaging around his life story

especially if he is generous gifted…a plea heavily laden by his honor

canyon his smile conjures behind every period

every grimace has its special exit

I know when he is seasoned working sensibilities

adept on bending curves and filling emptiness

words whispering as if the setting is a te te’tet between

his r and my m … a few unrequited vowels

with one inflection he twist the emotions… a swan

transforms into pale carriers serenaded to reach land

truth untainted refined with internal sincerity

filled with unusual angst lifting to reveal next entry…

fighting against finality… contemplating not to leave

his theme rubs up against single affection I preserve

he has finished me and never aware

 

Reviews

[Lloyd Frieson-Small]

This poem is mighty and submissive. Beautiful in its entirety and very calming to those of us with the gift of sight beyond sight. Very touched by this work. No criticism today :) only savor..

[Shirlena]

Well thank you OC it's nice to know you're not going to criticize me:)

[Vidya Bacchus]

A poets love/hate relationship with words.Absolutely genius Shirlena :)

[Shirlena]

Thank you so much dahling for coming by to read my poem and your wonderful "CLEAN" insight...I'm poking fun at my other two friends Vidya (smile). Thanks again.

[Vidya Bacchus]

Haha .You are welcome :)

[Frieda P]

Ha I love this, your unrequited vowels slay'd me....I wish I had pen'd this beauty. My sentiments exactly...maybe not the same poet but there's plenty here that can blow your skirt up high....

his theme rubs up against single affection I preserve
he has finished me and never aware

Oh yes indeedy...........

[Shirlena]

,,,and look at you, mind all up in the gutter *shaking my head and grinning*...this is about being seduced by the poetry Ms. Frieda, shame on ya'll. Ya'll are so naughty today :).

[Shirlena]

I was so busy wagging my finger I forgot to thank you. Thank you Ms. Frieda for enjoying my poem ;),

[Frieda P]

OMG you nutter, I was talking about poetry too! ha ;-)

[Shirlena]

I know I'm just messing around :).

[Frieda P]

Ha they need a sarcasm button here or something ;-P

[David Scott]

I am grinning ear to ear as I read this! Ha! LOVE IT!
This reminds me of riding the bus beside a pretty girl in high school... You just respond...
Last line, "he has finished me", reads such satisfaction.
Bravo!!!

[Shirlena]

Seems to me you leaving out the good best part of your " bus" tale David...or should I say bus tail. You got the panty draws didn't you!!!! :) Well you mind is in the gutter cause I was talking about the love affair we poets have with words so stop being bad lol.

[Shirlena]

...but thanks David for enjoying the poem (with your tongue hanging out) and for reading it, eh heh heh heh heh. (just so bad)

[David Scott]

I was not being perverted...
I know this was about poetry.
Yet the affection and involuntary response you pen reminded me of this hormonal charged response. Poetry does this for me too. That is why I loved the write. You connected two good things for me...

[Shirlena]

My sentiments exactly David...I'm just being crazy :)

[Sami Khalil]

With internal sincerity we should write, with single affections we should pen, with transforming awareness we should share and with soul summons we should inspire. A wonderful write...:)....................

[Shirlena]

Thank you Sam for sharing your thoughts with me on this poem and for behaving yourself unlike some other people I know lol. I'm teasing.

[Sami Khalil]

Hahaha...You are most welcome...:)...................