DM Babbit Poet Rhyme

Poems, Poets, Poetry

I'm nobody here, etching out my joy and woes
   pondering my words with care and time,
 to blend and flow in meaningful prose.
  foraging them from my wandering mind.

You have your way
  in what challenges your thoughts and heart
   expressing what you feel and say
  sharing the poetry stops and start.

Your name is not least of what appears
  and yet I sense both wisdom, joy, love, pain
 and in that revelation displayed all hopes and fears
  that keeps us wondering if you'll write again.

The poet holds the heart of timeless energies
  basking in the phrases and words often strained,
 open, wounded and protected by ill guarded sentries
  elated and unveiled in each and every poem's refrain.

Write, write, write once and then again
 words and writings sincerest
are your dearest, clearest,
 best of friends.

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Old Buck December 4, 2017 at 2:43 PM DM: Good "SOUP" friends got here ahead of me and stole my thunder. Is it any wonder what drives us near 6 feet under? Love what you do. Keep them coming. oldbuck

Darlene De Beaulieu September 5, 2017 at 8:07 PM Yes DM Babbit words are the poet's friend. It is how we express ourselves. some poetry are sad, some happy. Some tell a story. Some are sad. Whatever it is all poetry. have a nice evening my friend.

Vladislav Raven September 4, 2017 at 5:28 PM Hi DM, i did read this one slowly and carefully and i agree with what you write. I should have given this poem a read before getting myself all down and sad. I am now getting back to writing for me, for my enjoyment. I shall fave this piece my friend. Your Friend....Mike.

Darlene De Beaulieu September 4, 2017 at 5:26 PM I think that you DM Babbit, have described the poet very well. have a nice evening my friend.

Jan Allison September 4, 2017 at 2:34 PM I agree with your thoughts and especially like the 4th stanza D M:-) hugs Jan xx

Patricia Cresswell September 4, 2017 at 2:24 PM I agree with your thoughts writ herein. It is not a matter of choosing to write; it is being in the grip of a power that you must write.