Rhonda Johnson-Saunders Poet Free verse

More Than Words - a Poet's Worth

I write a poem tonight     and     I wonder

what is the value of my               words?

Who decides their significance
              if  not I? 

     I cherish my poetic soul.
When I’m not writing, I feel less than
  whole       I borrow words to fill 
      an unfillable hole.  

More often than not   I question 
      my poetic worth.
Still     I write   and     feel less alone.

In this fast-paced cyber world     it seems to me
            few slow down to breathe     in 
God, life, emotions, creation’s
infinite colors – 
                   dark and light     the beauty and ugliness of it all      words.
  
So, I wrote a poem tonight     more than words     for an audience of   one.
If one becomes two,     then four     then more –
    I am grateful to share       my love       a piece of my soul

but I am at peace with an audience of     one.

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Skat A June 12, 2015 at 7:59 PM Hi Rhonda, Congrats on your Poet's Worth win. **SKAT**

Poet Destroyer A June 12, 2015 at 7:14 PM Rhonda, Nice to see this one on Flo's winning list. Congratulations, thanks for sharing your thoughts on A Poet's Worth. Love LINDA

Monterey Sirak June 10, 2015 at 11:48 AM Beautiful and profound. We must write for ourselves first. Hopefully we get the chance to share, but we still have to find words to make sense of the world. Thank you for buying my book. I am eager to hear what you think of my story. Rhonda Johnson-Saunders June 11, 2015 at 1:12 PM I loved reading your book, Monterey. I'll soupmail you sometime today or tonight to tell you more.

Peter Lewis Holmes June 6, 2015 at 1:16 AM I enjoyed reading this Rhonda...by the way...what is happening with your contest "Florida Nature"?....best wishes Peter.

Frederic Parker June 3, 2015 at 9:48 AM My poetic friend your poetry is an art form I chose to read because it enters my mind with a gentle rush of truth..its worth comes from the wisdom I glean from your words.

Laura Leiser June 2, 2015 at 10:51 PM What a beautifully expressed poem of a poet's worth, Rhonda! You have much talent and worth in your poetry, and I'm thankful that you share it with us!

Kp Nunez June 2, 2015 at 10:08 AM "When I’m not writing, I feel less than whole"...exactly how I feel now. I know now what was lacking all those years. You've spoken for many of us, Rhonda. You are a gifted poet and a lovely soul. Thank you for being you. Kim

Eileen Manassian June 2, 2015 at 9:03 AM Oh, Rhonda...This is beautiful. I love the layout. It does so much justice to the thoughts you are expressing about filling the spaces we all have with beautiful words. This is Eileen sending hugs your way.

Harry Horsman June 2, 2015 at 7:55 AM Hope i make it 2, this is more than a word more than a poem,,this is you, and tis i who is grateful to have read it...