valerie Hartland


You Didn't Understand Me


If invited to read a poem be sure
Read, read, read again
Take in each line before reading more
and before you comment, have your say
before you claim to understand
perhaps say too lightly 'your poem is nice'
Not understanding can have a price
Read, read, read again....

Be sure you see between the lines
the words of joy or pain
Read, read, read again take care,
its hard to understand another's times
unless you have been there
Verse the hearts verbal expression, gives it voice
To glance or look deeper you have the choice
Read, read, read again

Read, read, read again
or perhaps beware the reaper
bringing pain the price to pay
because you didn't take the time
missed the meaning in a line
read, read, read again
or risk paying the price, because you didn't understand
what is written in the poets hand
is what's in the poets heart when given voice
so..read, read. read again....

Submitted: Tuesday, December 18, 2012
Edited: Saturday, May 04, 2013

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This came to mind when i was thinking as Christmas nears of a dear friend I lost, partly through failing to understand...

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