A Poet Pleads Poem by Jemarie Ragudo

A Poet Pleads

Rating: 5.0


Tonight, like many nights before
I sit here hunched over my desk
Pen in hand, a lamp above my head
Waiting for the voice that comes
When earth sleeps and is quiet
Sleepless, I wait for silence
To whisper words I can write
Into verses with rhythmic splendor
That soothe, dance and flirt
With minds of kindred spirit

I feel betrayed for the voice of the night
Failed to speak to me as it did to Frost
Speak now! Wretched voice of the night!
Have mercy and send a mist
For the well spring of this poet’s heart
Is parched and has run dry
Speak now and let me feel once more
The joy of romancing with words
Let me write again or I shall be
A mistress to poetry no more!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Raul Castelan 28 June 2007

Powerful stuff you got here. I feel the same way some nights when I can't write my poetry. This was very fun to read to tell you the truth. I for one am sometimes stuck on what to write as a poet. EXCELLENT JOB! ! !

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Marvin Brato 02 July 2007

True madam, this poem expresses the sentiments of poets. Excellent points to ponder.Worth another 10.

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Meggie Gultiano 09 July 2007

A powerful expression and feelings of a poet who cannot express and did justice to what he would like to write. There maybe a block somewhere, or it depends on the mood of the writer. As a poet, count me in to plead

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Dennis Walker 12 July 2007

This is great. We have all been there plowing through our minds for the words that fit our mood, that sparks that makes you say YES that feels good it flows. But when it comes and you look at the words you have tied together it is so satisfying whether others like it or not. Poems are a snap shot of your emotion at the time you write them that is why they give out so much passion.

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Sean Joyce 06 August 2007

I do like his one and agree with it and with the good comments it attracted. Best regards, Sean

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Chinedu Dike 20 February 2018

A sublime depiction of the intricacies of poetic creation in solitude. A witty reflection, highly relatable. Thanks for sharing Jemarie.

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When the mind is quiet and still Faint voices will come floating in So just sit and wait as lovers do For the song to start and a poem begin........ Great Poem by you Madam. I invite you to my page too for your comments please..........

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Samanyan Lakshminarayanan 01 December 2008

a true poet feeling-thanks for sharig samanyan

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Jurietta Duraan 06 December 2007

I admit I read your poems because your name was on my comment list - so glad I did - they are beautiful and this one speaks to the heart of everyone who calls themselves a poet....

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Jurietta Duraan 06 December 2007

I admit I read your poems because your name was on my comment list - so glad I did - they are beautiful and this one speaks to the heart of everyone who calls themselves a poet....

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