Don Pearson

Rookie - 15 Points (12/01/1950 / England)

Poetry - Poem by Don Pearson

I had been introduced
to some poets at the gallery.
We talked while Robin and Adrian
played guitars.
Words like 'serendipity', 'synergy', and 'synchronicity'
were bouncing around
like excited children.

Suddenly, 'Poetry saved my life.'

Intense. Simple.
I looked at her.
There was no doubt
that she meant it literally.

I said nothing in reply.
I was not ready
for that conversation
with someone
whom I had just met.
Had I said that I understood,
it might have been thought
just a throwaway remark.

But a memory surfaced: -
being unable to buy food
for the next day
because I could not see
any future beyond
the impending night.

28th January 2013


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(For everyone who loves Teignmouth Arts Action Group)

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 5, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, February 5, 2013


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