Michelle Faulkner Poet Rhyme

A Commentary On Comments

Melancholy days, listless, all through
Then, out of the blue,
A comment comes along to cheer you

My friends, I feared I had reached the end
Those words, once so lively and hale
Now crumble, numb, on my tongue
Tasteless and stale
Repetitive rut, creative gangrene
(Seriously, how many similes
for sunsets can there be?)
No flair to wear, no colors seen

Then kindness, unexpected, left in a note
A flicker, stirring, a melody spoke

Your remarks can mean more than they seem
A trickle, then sparks into a flowing stream

So when the page is blank, the well is dry
With a little help from my friends to get by
Perhaps - I can give it - one more try.

10/04/19

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John Watt August 25, 2020 at 10:43 PM Michelle, your comments have had that effect on me when the inkwell is empty and the muse is on mute. Your poetry inspires as well, with your creative, careful approach and thoughtful themes. Thank you for both, and the underpinning friendship that keeps me bouncing between reading, writing, and commenting. Wonderful words ~ John John Watt August 27, 2020 at 10:48 PM That gives encouragement to all who leave comments that maybe theirs will the one that resuscitates a discouraged soul, or that jolts a little spark into a comatose muse. I always love your comments, and collectively they have had that effect on my writing. Michelle Faulkner August 27, 2020 at 9:50 PM I was in a serious creative drought, and was considering 'retiring' from Poetrysoup, then I got such a nice comment, which inspired me to pick up my pen again - and your comments always pick me up!

Simon King March 19, 2020 at 10:19 PM Deep and a good read

Mark Peterson October 19, 2019 at 7:19 PM Indeed, the remarks of friends keep me going—trying just one more time and exerting myself towards something of ageless relevance. I wrote a poem called “Forgotten Words” with similar intent. A poet here once told me I saved his life with a comment he read on the morning he had resolved to surrender. We never know. Your words are very well spoken.

John Hamilton October 15, 2019 at 8:35 PM Well said words of truth. We all get discouraged and the well may run dry, but encouraging words in comments can spark the fire of inspiration. Hard to write when one is discouraged for sure. I try to comment every day, even to ones that are new and not well known! Keep writing we love it!

Quoth Theraven October 12, 2019 at 10:47 PM Michelle, Did you know that words can heal? Your words have done just that. Thank you, truly. -Richard

Jan Allison October 10, 2019 at 8:18 AM I have a huge smile Michelle, love the phrase 'creative gangrene and may your ink continue to spill just one comment can make all the difference:-) Hugs Jan xx

Gershon Wolf October 5, 2019 at 11:18 PM Is this poem of the day yet?! (If not, why not?!)... Michelle, this is such a moving poem. You were moved, and you have succeeded in moving me; I can't imagine that you haven't moved others, perhaps many, many others. Bravo! Warmest wishes, Gershon

Pat Adams October 5, 2019 at 3:45 PM I can totally relate to this, as many can I'm sure. It seems so easy until it's not! I had the bottom fall out not to long ago, creatively speaking. I wrote a poem to bow out and let "real" poets take over. You are one of the ones that keep me going! You are a Favorite of mine and this is FAV for me! Keep writing dear friend! Patrick

Rhona Mcferran October 5, 2019 at 3:27 PM You describe this so well... and I appreciate all your lovely comments- you've always been a wonderful encouragement to me! ;)

Darlene De Beaulieu October 5, 2019 at 2:34 PM Hello Michelle Faulkner, so nice to meet you.Yes you have done very well with this poem. Have a nice day my friend.

Jennifer Proxenos October 5, 2019 at 10:57 AM Your poetic flair rocks Michelle , Your words in this poem are brilliantly chosen and woven - keep on doing what you're doing and add to your chain of gems. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.

P.S. Awtry October 4, 2019 at 11:26 PM creative gangrene-what a phrase! Yes Keep writing dear poet!

Richard Lamoureux October 4, 2019 at 5:45 PM Keep writing, your poems are word worthy. Hugs Rick. Michelle Faulkner October 4, 2019 at 8:28 PM Thank you so much for your supportive words, Rick!

Rico Leffanta October 4, 2019 at 5:03 PM How does it go, "Michelle, ma belle, all the rest can go to Hell?" Write it out, don't let it fester! Aloha! Rico Michelle Faulkner October 4, 2019 at 8:27 PM You are encouraging in such a fun way, Rico, it means a lot!

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart October 4, 2019 at 3:29 PM How evocative and sweet. Tender hugs for your muse ~xomo Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart October 5, 2019 at 8:22 PM <3 Michelle Faulkner October 4, 2019 at 8:21 PM It does lift my spirit to hear from you, thank you, Maureen!

Chris Green October 4, 2019 at 3:12 PM This poem I know will resonate with many on here. I know I try to comment as much as possible and always try to seek out a new poet who might not have any followers and leave them a nice comment so they don't feel left out. I hope your heart touching poem Michelle prompts others to do the same. Michelle Faulkner October 4, 2019 at 8:20 PM Yes, it can really leave an impact, and I can tell you have a generous heart, Chris-