Valsa George Poet Blank verse

A Poem

As I wondered what I should write
And floundered in my own confusion
I thought – why not write about poems
That set me thinking what poems are

A poem could be anything, we know
At best it is distilled thoughts put into rhyme
Or a moment caught in time
A window glimpse into the world
An engrossing passion’s ardent curl
A snap shot of scenes from Nature- wild
Or a slice of life, birth or death 
      
Sometimes it could be a yearning  
Or an image long hung on a pole 
A thought turned inside out
Or the emptying of a mind about to spill

It could be the liberation of a fancy
For long held in thralldom
A gnawing pain, long suppressed
Or a secret, never divulged
      
As I pondered over the subjects’ enormity
And a poem’s vast scope, 
I asked myself- ‘Why hesitate?’

Soon I felt a stir inside, 
My thoughts broke loose
And a terrible block lifted off my head
My silence became audible
I embroidered these thoughts
 Into the pattern of a poem

Here it is before you, have a look at it
Will it annoy you or will you enjoy! 

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A Strand (1070) Poetry Contest

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Debra L Brown February 12, 2022 at 12:00 PM Congratulations on your win Valsa. Hugs ~ Debra Valsa George February 13, 2022 at 5:17 AM Debra, I have no words to thank you enough ! You have found time to read so many of my poems and you are always up with lovely words of encouragement for me ! Stay blessed sweet friend !

Connie Marcum Wong February 11, 2022 at 3:32 PM The birth of a poem. Beautiful Valsa. Congratulations on your first place win. Blessings xxoo

Andrea Dietrich February 11, 2022 at 3:04 PM and there you have it. how a poem is born. Lovely!!

I Am Anaya February 11, 2022 at 12:13 PM I think this ought to be used as an educational primer--that sets one thinking what poems are...I love it!

Sotto Poet February 11, 2022 at 4:25 AM A splendid creative writing dear, Valsa. You have a chosen the right theme and yyyyan exceptional wording: I hope this will be selected as POTD. I loved these three verses: My silence became audible I embroidered these thoughts Into the pattern of a poem// blessings dear friend.

James Marshall Goff February 10, 2022 at 11:04 PM Yes! I enjoyed it Valsa! Congrats!

Gershon Wolf February 10, 2022 at 9:02 PM This gem could - actually should - be POTD. 'Course, all depends on the almighty algorithm. :) gw

Debra L Brown February 10, 2022 at 5:53 PM Dear Valsa, Enjoyed the poem. Outstanding write. It was an insight on how a poet thinks about poetry. Blessings ~ Debra

Malabika Ray Choudhury February 10, 2022 at 5:00 PM Dear Valsa, You have found the best theme to write about, using touching vocabulary, and excellent lines and phrases like, "A gnawing pain, long suppressed Or a secret, never divulged", "Or a slice of life, birth or death". Kudos to you. Love and warm wishes ~ Mala

Kim Rodrigues February 10, 2022 at 10:45 AM Most of us delve into what a poem is and why we are blocked so mischievously from writing an adequate one. Sometimes the muse, like a fuse burns and explodes…poems all around. Other times the muse keeps blowing out our ink as the embers refuse to light. Gershon Wolf February 10, 2022 at 9:04 PM 'The muse, like a fuse...' TNT ('Course, who asked me?)

Vijay Pandit February 10, 2022 at 5:33 AM Your inspiration shines through your words, Valsa. I like the themes you explored in this splendid, creative write.

Anil Deo February 10, 2022 at 3:38 AM "an image long hung on a pole," seems singularly original. I like it ... Will research it, even thanking U for a great summary of what our art does. Shalom shalom dear Sis VG

Victor Buhagiar February 10, 2022 at 3:01 AM Thoroughly enjoyable. I wish I could get some sort of spark that leads to a great poem.