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The Perfect Poem

It must be said, without a doubt That poem is the best there ever was The imagery is crystal clear, the colours quite divine The rhyming scheme a pleasure, and the meter is so fine The depth of feeling held, amongst the words so strong A poem that can make you cry, when there's nothing wrong The problem with this perfect poem Is that no one ever read it It hides there at the back of my mind Where no seeker will ever find Not even me

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Ingibo Benson

Date: 6/22/2011 8:16:00 AM

Pretty poem Nick. Sometimes I know it is hard to translate what one's mind's eye see the way it sees it. Nevertheless a perfect poem depends on the reader. And thanks for your comment on My Mother.

Nicola Noo

Date: 3/22/2011 2:34:00 PM

This may possibly be that poem! And I know the feeling :-)

Kabuteng P.Ink K.

Date: 2/21/2011 12:31:00 PM

ah the elusive perfect poem, much like written in water-- but you speak of it so well here :) enjoyed this one too :)

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 2/15/2011 12:40:00 PM

lovely write, enjoyed this one,..p.d.

Audrey Haick

Date: 2/9/2011 12:43:00 PM

This is so relevant, Nick. Happens all the time! Sometimes, for lack of time, sometimes the title doesn't grab you, but always, that perfect poem is meant for someone, somewhere to read and be inspired..therefore, it will be read! Thanks for sharing this introspective piece of work which is going to my Favs. List and thanks also for leaving that kind comment on my poem. Always, Annalise

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 2/8/2011 11:31:00 AM

Thanks for your comments on "Home Alone," Nick. I checked to see if you had any new work posted, but it's been a while. Hope your muse prompts you to write again. Best wishes, Carolyn

Dana Smith

Date: 2/5/2011 1:35:00 PM

Love this. Seven. Dana'lynn

Gert W. Knop

Date: 1/30/2011 10:26:00 AM

I agree with Carolyn! When I won't have a pen and paper near my bed, I'd forget the poem brewed in my mind the next morning! Nicely written, enjoyed the read!...Gert

Kaci Jo Atteberry

Date: 1/23/2011 2:35:00 AM

Perfection. :) Take care & Keep writing. <3 Kaci Jo

Constance La France

Date: 1/21/2011 4:19:00 PM

I am the sort that must get it out, or it torments me, so even if I have to write it on a napkin, I write it, loved your poem, you surely captured what us writers must endure in our headss ~~

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 1/21/2011 1:39:00 PM

The poem that you describe is the one that comes to us at night when we are too tired to get up and write it down. Still, it stays in the back of your mind and can provide inspiration for more great poetry. Well done, Nick. Best wishes, Carolyn

Cas Davis

Date: 1/21/2011 5:31:00 AM

well, keep trying... push it out, shove it out, waaaayyyyy out!

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 1/20/2011 6:36:00 AM

thankxx Nick my friend.. an education into the after life has always fascinated me much so been wanting to put it into words for a few days and The Light appeared... glad u enjoyed as I always enjoy your poetry with luv..

Stacey Watts

Date: 1/20/2011 5:22:00 AM

It is amazing the poems that can get trapped in your brain screaming to be released. I do hope your perfect poem flows freely to the paper someday. Very nicely written. I do enjoy this one. Thanks as well for your kind comment.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 1/19/2011 8:31:00 PM

wow, I really like the sound of THIS one, Nick! Highest rating!!

Sara Kendrick

Date: 1/19/2011 2:40:00 PM

Just let it out onto the pages of soup..Enjoyed..Sometimes we have those dry periods...Your presence at my work delighted me..Sara

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 1/19/2011 6:09:00 AM

Elegant poetry Nick my friend.. a deep interview into the mind of a poet and the creative spirit that is always ON... enjoyed with luv.. relating to this so well...

Charles Henderson

Date: 1/19/2011 5:48:00 AM

You know Nick, I think you are the first person who caught my embarresment over the chiggers. Looking at this poem I can see why. I hope you have a young mind and a long time to use it. Charles