A Sweet Apple Pie Poem by Nestor David Armas

A Sweet Apple Pie



One at a time, word by word,
They're laid down like a heavy sword,
Each line forms more words come together,
A long boundary without a tether,
Sentences not by a judge,
That form stories without a smudge,
Short tales, epic poems,
Sometimes of reality or of golems,
At times speech is not enough,
So I take pen to paper like wax to buff,
When words and gestures don't make the cut,
The ink flows forth like intestines from my gut,
Things I said once without meaning,
Written on paper come out gleaming,
Once in a while the sweetest verse,
Can come across solemn and terse,
And formal expression on occasion,
Can command a standing ovation,
Yet sometimes I fear profound,
That without texture, flavor or sound,
All my sentiments will die,
Unable to illustrate a sweet apple pie,
Because it's just as good to feel, taste, & listen,
As text to the eyes do christen.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
(01/13/2006)
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bri Edwards 16 December 2012

i was drawn, to make this the first of this poet's poems i have read, by the title........i do like sweets! ! that's not the title but i mean i DO like sweets. i do like the poem as well and it is less fattening. i almost always try to rhyme, line after line, but i think the poem suffers (a little bit) in some spots because nestor (his picture reminds me of the old comic book superman) goes more for the rhyme than understanding.....or something. i especially liked sentences not by a judge. and i like his thoughts about his relationship with pen and paper and writing poetry. in my poems i probably don't sound a lot like me sometimes.....if you really knew me....i mean the way i talk. i'm really MUCH more intelligent in my poems but not as funny in them as in real life. i just lied; i AM funnier in my poems......i hope. thanks for sharing, nestor.

1 0 Reply
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success