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Dear Poetry
Dear Poetry Children
Born from a need
to be heard and understood,
my poems were at one time
like my children.
Their number was not large,
so they were precious to me.
Years passed, and then it seemed
I was almost grand-mothering
old stories and old feelings,
for they kept re-emerging
but in different ways.
Some came skating in iambic
as on and on and on and on and on
they came along.
Some could hang my moon
with the magic of metaphors
while many others
appeared plain-spoken
and crystal lucid like stars.
Others, feeling more like stepchildren,
appeared less rhythmically,
so different were they
from my firstborns;
I loved them all the same,
adopting their characteristics
as I experimented with my creations
more and more.
I took notice of and appreciated
other poets’ lovely children.
Meanwhile, new thoughts and
changing values and ideas
began to flow from me.
Small new poems
emerged from the womb
of my muse in the forms
of haiku, tanka, sijo, cinquain,
and so many others.
Laughingly, limericks arrived.
With sweet refrains came triolet,
rondeau, kyrielle,
villanelle, and quatern,
skipping right along.
It isn’t easy to continue
propagating poetry prolifically.
But as long as my mind
stays relatively fertile
with passion of sentiments and beliefs,
I’ll continue to bring forth
(sometimes with great labor)
The poetry children
I so much enjoy
creating in
my image.
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