by Bobbi Ann Duffy
Saturday, April 04, 2009
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What being a poet means to me
My Destiny: What being a Poet Means to Me
I set my coke on the desk next to my paperless orange clip board.
I learned a long time ago that transposing words from paper to screen is not one of my talents.
When I look down at the screen I am surprised to see words I did not write with my conscious mind, Rhymes and meter, phrasing thoughts that I didn’t think reaching out to my soul.
Whose words are these?
Some stranger has entered my mind prompting the strings of letters that are touching my heart.
Who is this unknown benefactor who understands my inner most feelings and thoughts,
Who uses me to display my fears, joys, pleasures, and distastes for all to see?
Who produces such beauty by delving into my very being to share me with others?
Who is this unnamed muse who whispers directions that my fingers obey without question?
Is it God who uses me as an instrument to reach a single reader giving them hope, love and instruction?
Or a long dead soul reaching out from the other side of life’s veil to speak to loved ones left behind?
Are these words I write memories, inspiration, or imagination?
As I ponder, slowly the realization comes to me; my work is a combination of all these things.
I am never without some combination of my God, my muse and long dead souls to guide my thoughts.
From deep inside where I hide myself,
Memories, inspiration and imagination rise to produce the songs without music I write
Songs made of words that uplift, give hope, and make life bearable.
It's my privilege to use my pen, and my words to show others what they need to see,
And teach them to hear the music of our language
That will lead them to find their own music deep inside themselves
This is my destiny
I am a POET.
Copyright 2009 Bobbi Ann Duffy
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|Reviewed by neerja gandhi
|you are a poet...making music of the words..weaving them to give lots of meaning...nice write...|
|Reviewed by Ch'erie de Perrot
|Aye that you are indeed!
Well done, honestly and earnestly expressed.
:) Inspiring to say the least.
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|A powerful write of affirmation, Bobbi. Well-expressed. Thank you for sharing your philosophical point of view. Love and blessings,
|Reviewed by jude forese
|sounds like the soulvoice as well as the mindvoice of the poet is speaking in this poem ...|
|Reviewed by Cryssa C
|How can anyone compete with that description of what it means to be a poet? You hit at the core of everything I feel about poetry.
|Reviewed by Georg Mateos
|Poets, authors, writers...each and combined are all that you wrote above, being like an onion, you wrote taking layer by layer mundane thought until you went near the core, where you heart is, and then we could see that you are a genuine bard.
PS: You cheated, there aren't 25 or less, they are 37!!!!!! LOL
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|Very well penned Bobbi!!
My Muse on strike...I ain't no poet...just a Knowit!!
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
|And you are, Poet, Bobbi. :) Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
|Reviewed by Mr. Ed
|I am never without some combination of my God, my muse, and long dead souls to guide my thoughts. From deep inside, where I hide myself.
Written like a true poet.
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|Well you answered your own challenge with flare and elan and so many of us will definately relate to the words and images you captured here.
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|Wonderful write, Bobbi; well penned! I'm just a lowly storyteller. LOL I am NOT a poet; that's my twin sister's job! LOL
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|You certainly are Bobbi, and a top notch one for sure! This poem is
proof of what poetry means to you, as was the challenge!
Superlative writing,beautifully accomplished!Kudo's!