The Message Of Poetry Poem by sylvia spencer
The Message Of Poetry
How can I think of serious things,
when the air is alive,
with the flutter of wings,
How can I focus on writing a sonnet
When the lady beside me,
is knitting a bonnet.
How can I think of what comes next
when I am trying my hardest
to put it to text.
How can I feel the words in my mind,
when I am looking for one
that I canot find.
How can I concentrate, grave and subued
Then it's best I try,
and get in the right mood.
So come on you folks,
dont be solemn and glum,
join with me, share your words and jokes.
Lets make a start,
let them come from the heart.
God's in his Heaven,
summer is on it's way,
make haste with the pen,
and don't delay.
Write a short verse,
with these words in mind,
then the rest will come easy, your sure to find.
What a lovely lighthearted poem Sylvia! Very nice. Sincerely, Mary
Splendid read with such encouraging words! I feel like taking flight to the woods to write now! Patricia Gale
We'd be fools not to join in.What a wonderful invitation to the breath of feeling.Love Duncan
Wonderful is what this is a very enjoyable read, well done: -)
Another wonderful piece of work. I think you are definately in the right frame of mind. You are winning! Love Gyp's
For some reason this made me think of Robert Burns' poem about the louse crawling up the ladies' bonnet ribbon...if we could only see ourselves as others see US! All poets go through this same thing, this process of what I call 'Centering Ourselves! ' just to get it all on paper! Scarlett
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Hey, I liked this one enormously. Very well constructed and a joy to read. Thanks for posting it. Love Ernestine XXX