Since it seems most only comment when I write one of my feeble poems......
A Novice Writing Poetry
With fine linen paper
and pen in hand
a spirit is wafting
near.
The first mark from
gnarled fingers
touches lightly with
fear.
A phrase is begun
another line
appears upon the
page.
A dotted eye is
watching here a
novice crossing
tee.
Time is out watching
waiting to see
a poem without an
end.
Char Chandler
April, 2009
10 comments:
Very nice. And while I don't comment so frequently, I always read your posts in my reader! :) TGIF
A delightful forage into your poetic soul dear friend. (Hugs)Indigo
Char? I never again want to hear you refer to your poems as "feeble". I enjoy them, I applaud you for writing them, and good for you for posting them.
Okay? Okay. :)
Hugs, Beth
okay, that was nice stuff. Sincerely.. I liked that a bunch.
Yes, I will come? Are you crazy? I'm driven to come!
to me, any attempt at poetry takes courage and I gotta tell you, you should be proud
Very nice!!!
Fav: "A dotted eye is
watching here a
novice crossing
tee."
Thank you all for your comments... its what keeps me going. Now you' have to read all my silly stuff!
Nice poem and true. I think writing is like that often, a word spills out, then a phrase and suddenly a map is drawn.
DB
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