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Attempts to open one’s heart
Attempts to open one’s heart
To whomever.
So he said
Now that I have it allI feel most disgraceful
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| the Door, 2010 |
That’s sad, yet
I’ll make a poem out of that
He meant it
And so did I
A poem?
Yes, poetry I write
No idea what that is…
That’s not just that
Problem is
you can’t see poetry in me...
You do
And not realize
have no idea
What this means
To me
Ideas I have
That’s why
I cannot conceive
You have it all
And reject to see
In you or me
The swinging power
of
Poetry.
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Poets United,, today celebrating their first anniverssary!!!
THANKS both for letting me be part of your amazing work and recognition.
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Poets United,, today celebrating their first anniverssary!!!
THANKS both for letting me be part of your amazing work and recognition.
:-)
16 comments:
there is a certain poetry that happens when you truly see into each other...and he may have everythign he needs but he is still missing something...
"You do
And not realize
have no idea
What this means
To me"
Powerful. Perhaps the most important of realizations, artistically speaking. Hope life's going well, Dulce :)
You, primita Dulce, most definitely have that swinging power in YOU! I'm happy to come back to this little gem you've posted...just for me, right? :)
poetry, song, art, beauty is illusive for some...or at least some "think" it is...it is when we stop thinking and just "open" that it all pours into our pores and ahhhhhh...yes the flow of the creative force is experienced, felt, known...even if it is never understood.
An interesting piece, dulce--I'm thinking having it all is not so great. I like very much the way this seems to go from confusion of emotion to clarity.
"Problem is
you can’t see poetry in me..."
There is a world of story in that one line. A world.
Beautiful:-)
Problem is...for those who can not see poetry - how sad..for it is in everything as you a poet knows....bkm
Ah....I like the form of this very much..much like a conversation or an argument.
Actually, simply a powerful piece of work.
Lady Nyo
Sometimes it's a problem for some
But just keep up with the hum
And they may come around
Seeing what has been lost and now found
Tu enterita eres poesía. Besazos!!
An interesting POV and place. Who can actually see the poetry in us? Maybe that's why we write. Excellent words, lines, and overall feeling. Your writing is honest and sincerre and I believe what you say.
this is beautiful...and I've come to see....the poetry in us...all of us....sweet poetry....stay strong and safe out there Dulce.....
Beautifully written..as so often your work is here my blogger friend..xo
Hi Dulce - Hope you are doing well. This is a very lovely written piece. I've missed your words so much. Hope you are well.
Nice poetry, thanks.
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