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Tis not just words that make them poetry

For poems are not but words we thrown together Tormented thoughts confined to metaphor Nor picket fence alliteration Dancing on the edge of passing thought Beware, the creaking gate that bids you enter Pay heed to silent stones soft whisperings Tarry not amid their contradictions Soft shadows shifting with each passing whim Perchance a finely woven tapestry A woven history of living’s lies Unable to contain the truth or sorrow Broken threaded dreams on full display For be they scorching flame or fading ember Tis not just words that make them poetry

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Paula Goldsmith

Date: 6/3/2024 8:42:00 AM

What a wonderful write/ending. Love this one. We both did it. "Good Luck" Have A Great Day Writing Away.........

Gershon Wolf

Date: 6/2/2024 8:17:00 PM

As good as it gets, buckaroo. You ought to write poetry, you know. For real. FAVE, FAVE, FAVE. Thanks, John.

Paul Willason

Date: 6/2/2024 2:32:00 PM

Though your poem is composed of words, it carries something that speaks to who you are, a thoughtful, sensitive and talented poet, a person worth knowing and reading. John, always a pleasure to read your poetry, this poem is a fine example.

Ilene Bauer

Date: 6/2/2024 12:59:00 PM

Beautifully said, John!

Daniel Henry Rodgers

Date: 6/2/2024 12:27:00 PM

Dear John, I love how you explore poetry's essence as it is masking deeper truths. You have wonderfully captured poetry's duality as "scorching flame" and "fading ember," transcending language itself. A thought-provoking piece that searches into the art form's heart. - Blessings, My Friend, Daniel

Di11y Da11y

Date: 6/2/2024 11:03:00 AM

Poems are indeed bits of us for many people, the fragile pieces we delicately pull together to help know ourselves and be known by others that little bit better.

John Lawless
Date: 6/3/2024 6:43:00 AM

DD I have this quote over my desk: "A poem is a secret shared by people who have never met each other" Charles Simic

Indiana Shaw

Date: 6/2/2024 9:58:00 AM

Another poem I have found today, that with a bit of tweaking would make a fine sonnet, it clearly has the form, nice words . . .

John Lawless
Date: 6/3/2024 6:41:00 AM

I call these "Lawless" sonnets...unrhymed and a-la- Shakespeare metrically challenged in places...Thanks for stopping to read and comment

Silent One

Date: 6/2/2024 9:09:00 AM

Totally agree..