a service to the world
the poet does render
lovely configurations
can tantalize even in argument
where one's thorn is
beauty
to another such beauty
is but that same thorn
useless but for the festering
it inspires
of the pronounced wound
we poets love to share our
thorns as beauty
and feel stung our sensitive
selves
when readers find thorns
where we thought only beauty
was being exchanged
is a wild garden truly
where what's lovely and
what hurts get confused
and planted in others minds
as so many diverse interpretations
can be derived
and that even the poet and
or reader has to admit is the wonder
of all shared word form
aptly enough
as much as poetry (good or bad)
helps a human to feel more deeply
in touch with the deeper more
truer( though we universally label
that rather ironically even too)
the higher self
that is when the notion comes to form
that poetry in all its beauty and thorns
is many times but a poetry kiosk of sorts
for the confused though still needful seeker..............
(April 1, 2011 1206am)Thi
Thanks for this
I appreciate this as my words have gotten me into trouble at times. And even when I try to explain the truth of where they come from the viewer still wants to hold onto their idea of what they think my words mean. I find it exhausting when I get defensive about it.
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but we feel compelled to still keep plugging away
putting our poetic fingers in the holes of so many dykes trying to patch what is leaking. I understand completely. We are on the same page my dear woman the same page just like everyone else we are on the same page in different books. Some pages match some don't. Thanks for your comments of support and understanding. Sincerely, M.