Matthew Anish Poet Prose Poetry

Poetry Saved My Life

Almost became a victim 
of the streets of NYC
    Then. I bought a guppy 
In a pet store that I passed by 
      Regaining my sense 
I made it back home
     Reading poetry can be the 
most wonderful drug 
   Safer than music 
or prose 
So you people out there in the dark 
    Pick up you pens once more 
You may save someone's life

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Anne Rutherford February 21, 2012 at 8:56 AM Matthew, I too think poetry can help save or keep you sane .I'm on soup just reading as I go through this most difficult time in my life.There are a few poets who have helped me with their poems and messages. For which I am truly grateful. Anne

Chrysanthemum Flower February 20, 2012 at 11:50 AM Whoa!! This poem is amazing!

Cecilia Macfarlane February 13, 2012 at 9:36 AM Awesome write Matthew, poetry help to heal us whether we are writing or reading it.

Amit Valmiki February 8, 2012 at 2:16 AM haha! Great.....well that was like promoting the poets profession. great poem,love Amit.

James Marshall Goff November 29, 2011 at 2:14 PM Matthew, thanks for your comments...to answer your question re: my poem (about both my daughters!) "top of the world" what did 3rd. line..."blinding your advance" mean....jus' sayin' their energy is so bright it "FLASH-BANGS" every path they take!! .....I love this write! and believe it myself! good on yer, mate! jimbo

Caroline Cécile Delacroix November 20, 2011 at 7:32 PM I hear you, Matthew! Good advice. Poetry is definitely good for the soul. :) Thanks for sharing. Caroline. Matthew Anish November 29, 2011 at 3:51 PM Yes -and so is tea and sympathy. Peace Matthew Anish

Judy Ball November 19, 2011 at 1:48 PM What a nice thing to write about. I think having that sweet puppy probably helped too right. Good job my friend. God Bless, JB

Shannon Deane November 18, 2011 at 4:48 PM Hiya Matthew, thanks for dropping by...this title stuck out and thought was great...I watch my sunrise and sunset in Canada...luv shannon

Poet Destroyer A November 12, 2011 at 11:39 PM hi MATT, A GUPPY.. WHY NOT A PUPPY? Well i wish i stuck to my poetry in my dark years... or maybe this is my dark years... well either way..i love your poem,, and i'm glad your life and poetry are meant,,.. Enjoyed your poem~ Thank you for sharing. Have yourself a wonderful night.. Take care ;-) ..LINDA

November 12, 2011 at 10:51 PM Insightful thougths that leave the reader with something to ponder about. Thank you for sharing it with us and for your kind comment. Karen

Andrea Dietrich November 12, 2011 at 12:55 AM Matt, I changed the haiku line with "yet" in it.I hope it reads better now!!

Andrea Dietrich November 10, 2011 at 8:48 PM What a curious little poem!! Guppy not my idea of a pet, but whatever does it for ya, Matt! The idea of poetry saved my life is very cool!!

Joe Maverick November 4, 2011 at 3:55 PM Impressive write Matthew:) yours Joe..

Dan Kearley November 4, 2011 at 12:49 PM So very true...Good to see you survived.