In Waiting

Does a falling tree with no one near make a noise? Does a poem without a reader have no voice? What do my poems,once on the page,mean to me? After they are written, they are fully set free Passively do they sit in wait for attention Only a reader can provide new invention His experience,her culture,their tongue and age Lend enchantment,emotion and elan to the page Tied is the poem to the time and tide of the poet Who is but the midwife and surely must know it This orphan by the reader so closely embraced Finds its meaning , when read ,newly minted and chased Reincarnation becomes the order of the day Where every new reading finds a fresher wordplay