Where have all the poets gone, are
they writing a song. Down by where the
rivers talk and sing along. Or are they
painting a grand master piece, out
amongst the fields of golden wheat. Or
are they sitting by the silvery sea's alone,
writing a golden book of poems. Or are
they visiting the mountain tops high,
capturing the beauty of the starry nights
as they pass by. As I reflect on their poems
and go over their poetry list, I wonder if they
know they're missed. And that Blessings and
joy, upon them are being wished! ..
Susan.W.
Sylvia.F.C.
M. Asim.N.
Geeta.M.
LeeAnn.A.
Unnikrishnan.M.
Richard.W.
U.S.
Bill. C.
Varsha.M.
And of course, Kumarmani.M.
I wonder also... where are they? Are they well? Do they know they are pondered and remembered?
Such a beautiful poem! Poets leave their impressions in the readers' heart.They are loved, they are worshiped and they are missed long after they leave.
Is absence poetic? I think presence is more so! Yet there is a time and a season for everything. Thanks for letting us wonder with you Rebecca!
A beautiful, thoughtful and heartfelt poem.So tenderly and lovingly penned. Great images.
They are wonderful and popular Poets of Poem Hunter. I hope someday we will be able to see them posting their beautiful poems.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem resonates with me. I have been visiting their Poet's Page hoping they are still here but to no avail. Indeed, they are truly missed.