Poetry Groups And Aaron Jumpers... Poem by karen sinclair

Poetry Groups And Aaron Jumpers...



Red checkered carpet and mahogany wood dominate
Guinness, beer and wine stand politely
Reflective
The eclectic gathering of minds and smiles
Litter the room as left over christmas baubles
While one voice swoons across the ceiling to fall on ravenous ears

Smiles in therapy
And memory slip over the rickety stiles of childhood
As eyes wide shut dance or skipping hypnotically
As an exuberant uncontrollable child on a windy day
Create their own beautiful masterpieces from the words lain for all to dream

A sigh
A scratch
A rustling peanut packet to distract
The odd glance searching the sea of eyes for recognition, acceptance, hope or a mere smile

Where aaron jumpers distract
Why do aaron jumpers make one think of catalogues, hearty meals and most of all love
The love of huge warm arms swinging you around in adoration
Sheer exhilaration at really being in love
Why do aaron jumpers and
A scottish poets words create
Grey seas frothy cream licking the rocky skirt of the lighthouse
Red and white solid safety which
Perfectly beckons me


And the poem did that and the mind did follow joyously
The words laid down by
A man died two years ago
Why did he have to die 2010 just before i heard of him
And now i must search his words in past tense
And almost hero worship
The man from Edinburgh and the visions he gave me
By the sea

I shed one tear

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This is about my visit tonight to a poetry group and how reading and your own imagination dance arm in arm.....
Every poets words are half the painting to be completed by the fresh eyes which read on...my theory anyway

My reaction to Edwin morgans beautiful write called Strawberries
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Danny Draper 24 February 2013

Poetry Groups and Aaron jumpers – Beautiful mood setting first stanza, great imagery and emotion. Stanza 2, poetry as therapy that takes us to the most perfect parts of childhood, a delight. Stanza 3, apprehension and nervousness, why are you there? A sigh – so fine the emotional baggage of that deep breath. Stanza 4 – the escape to a safe harbour. This is the heart of this beautiful poem, the mind reaching, wandering and being embraced in love, comfort food, embracing, lighthouse keeper thick textured woollen clad loving and adoring arms. This is poetry. Escapism and desire, beauty attained, love craved. Sanctuary recognised and calling, beckoning a hearts true desire. Stanza 5 – The loss of some one never known, but by poetic deeds and inspiration, recently introduced posthumously can never be undone, but the grief is overcome by a radiant energy of their power and appreciation for the art and merit can only grow. And yet we may grieve for that lost which was so close then, but unknown. This is a very finely crafted poem with precise imagery and emotion, structured with a sculptures eye and essence reading the language and form to skilfully fashion an enduring beauty. A marked change in purpose for the poet that shows a turning point in creative power.

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S.zaynab Kamoonpuri 09 December 2012

Woah, dis is overwhelming imagery! U describe d minute happenings in an artistic writers way!

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Paul Brookes 05 December 2012

Great write very atmospheric loved the imagery: 0) Paul

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