In response to the lovely and meaningful work of Robert Bruce,How to Write a Poem.
It takes the math
for words to sing
it takes the math
for music
yes. and the heart
without heart
how flat
touch my heart
play to my head
too sharp, too piercing
bladelike screeching
fall flat, lay down dead
it's the math
the spaces
colors dancing
major and minor keys
not music, feelings
reality
intentionality
hiding the elephant
revealing what's not really
whispers
lies
truth
in between the thoughts
in between the breaths
in between you and me
I listen
a melody
where none is offered
I watch
a true story
that hasn't happened
I feel
a voice touching . . .
a voice poetic
refusing the mathematics. . .
that less than 80
can be
far greater than one.
es 5/28/07
6 comments:
I'm sorry .... I left out a word and my comment made no sense without it! So I will try again!
I listen
a melody
where none is offered
I watch
a true story
that hasn't happened
I feel
a voice touching . . .
a voice poetic
Your poem is beautiful .... but something in me started to reverberate at the quoted words. Again ... I feel you and I feel and think much the same way. I am so happy I am back blogging, if only to read your wonderful and beautiful words.
Hi Mickey,
We have so much in common. I'm so glad you're back too. Thank you for listening to . . . what I'm not saying. :)
Your words mean so much.
i hear your very poetic voice, Liz. :) beautiful and honest.
and thanks for the link to Robert Bruce.
Hi Dsnake,
That's music, your comment, thank you friend. :)
Thanks for this Liz.
Sorry I'm late, but as I've marveled before, I don't know how you do this.
My Chi friend.
Hi Robert,
I'm not sure what it is I do that is marvelous, but I value that word from you.
You are the American Poet.
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