Poetry is such a wonderful part of literature and you express it beautifully.You know its always a pleasure coming to the Den and read poetry from different people on basically everything.It always makes my day to read poetry and to be a part of it.take care.I enjoy reading this poem as you captured the most beautiful aspect of this thing we do call poetry
This thing we do, indeed.. and may we never take the magic for granted...))
hugs, Myrna
Reviewed by Flying Fox Ted L Glines (Reader)
Reviewed on February 24, 2009
"but are they really ours, these wonders
crafted from afar yet claimed by us"
I often wonder about that. So many time, I will awaken from seemingly dreamless sleep -- with a full-blown poem singing in my head, already written, and all I have to do is copy it down. The really strange thing is that some of these poems are in a style which is uncommon for me. So ... maybe some angels are poets with new songs to be heard. And, when we die, will we whisper our new songs in the mind of some sleeper?
Marcia,
Perfectly said...the second stanza simply excellent and the most wished for if that happens, but then there's something to be said for the struggle, too. Love your points of view in this.
John
This is so true. Just yesterday as I was raking leaves I thought of a poem and it simply flowed into my head. When I got inside I tried remember it and it was gone completely. Great write that I enjoyed reading.
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Inspirational poetry, written from the heart and soul. Verses that are well-suited for reading on a rainy day and that are guaranteed to bring a smile to your face.
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Edwin
hugs, Myrna
crafted from afar yet claimed by us"
I often wonder about that. So many time, I will awaken from seemingly dreamless sleep -- with a full-blown poem singing in my head, already written, and all I have to do is copy it down. The really strange thing is that some of these poems are in a style which is uncommon for me. So ... maybe some angels are poets with new songs to be heard. And, when we die, will we whisper our new songs in the mind of some sleeper?
Ted
Finely penned and very well-stated . . . excellent!!
Best wishes,
Lance
But we need to reminded now and then from a gifted poetess.
Georg
With Love,
Cindy
Perfectly said...the second stanza simply excellent and the most wished for if that happens, but then there's something to be said for the struggle, too. Love your points of view in this.
John
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.