Brian Strand Poet Quatrain

Empirically Speaking

I never met dear Granpa,
He died,over the sea-
Granma's love-letters are though,
Proof enough for me.

I've never seen a baby born,
or heard that first cry of life-
I trust instead,upon,
the testimony of my wife.

I've never seen a miracle
or God's voice speak loud to me-
Since Jesus' knock upon my door
Peace and Joy,for sure, have now,made me-me.


Inspired by Emily Dickinson's no 1052 'I never saw a Moor'

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Constance La France January 17, 2020 at 10:55 AM Brian, this is very beautiful ! Brian Strand January 17, 2020 at 11:06 AM Many thanks Constance.

Sara Kendrick August 29, 2010 at 12:29 PM Enjoyed your work on this one..I remember this one by Emily ...Enjoy reading her work..I have just posted one after reading her work..Mine is about rosemary being the only scent of fall...I tried going to this address above and my computer or search engine would not go there...Sara

Thvia Shetley August 29, 2010 at 12:45 AM Hi there! I'm brand new to the site and absolutely love this beautiful piece. Emily Dickinson is a great source of inspiration and was a quirky little character in life. Her story is such an interesting read. It's does me good to see you appreciate and credit her. I look forward to reading more of your work!

Carolyn Devonshire August 28, 2010 at 5:15 PM The Dickinson poem is one of my favorites for it speaks of faith when you have no material proof. You have captured the same message in your poem, Brian. Very nice! Love, Carolyn

Linda-Marie Sweetheart August 27, 2010 at 6:15 PM Beautiful Brian.. hope u entered this piece in Catie's contest.. it is full of divine intervention.. good luck if u did my friend.. with luv..

Carrie Richards August 27, 2010 at 8:25 AM Oh this is wonderful, Brian! Miracles have happened ....right before your very eyes. (Hope this is an entry to the contest!) So nice to see your poetry again! Love, Carrie