Yes Obscessed With Poetry

*** Yes…Obscessed with Poetry! ***

As the moon was releasing finale beams
And the sun was dressing 
For her later, post-solstice, winter rise…
I had not yet slept, kept
Awake by epiphanies of poetics —
My tireless pen scribbling
Down 
   the rushing lyrics to their
Rising
   score.

Then, as the clouds refused to part
To reveal our sun’s well-warming
   light at her mid-day height,
I was excitedly expounding
About the knowlege my night
   with poetry had brought, revealing,
So i thought, some meaning
   about the human psyche,
More than just matters of words.

But, beyond the import
Of Poetry growing a range of spring
Violets across my nigh clear pages,
An afternoon’s gust replete
With January hail,
Fell over me after 
I exclaimed, “Amazing?”

and to hear in response:

“Look, you’re obscessed with poetry.
I’m not.  And I was
   just wondering how long 
       before quiet would —“

Eliminate the wondering…

As (justdays before Christmas), on
A cold afternoon, a storm passed through
The city with little warning.
Flashed lightning twice over 
The sky, and sounding but once, 
Thunder struck us dumb.

Quiet?
I hear inner gusts 
Smack my tears against the windows’ panes.
My amusement is drowned within the room.
Quiet?
While I could scream — Yes!
Yes!  I am obscessed
With poetry
  With God
    With my beloved, and our pups
      With drawing, dance and music, too…
But, foremost, I am obscessed —
To say and stay so,
With living
  With surviving
    in blessed Hope —
      on past the trials of ailments
            and the hard gales of age —
While
Thankful to poetry — perhaps
   anong the least of most of these,
For its patiently waiting ways —
Within the All and everyone one of us —
So we hold images in our dreams of seeing
Violet buds spring their heads
Above a layer of January snow,
And we might hear the poems’ rise
In its brilliance
From each opening purple petal.


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(c) sally you g eslinger 1/ /2023
Thanks be to God…
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Gasun Avatar
January 13, 2023 at 4:27 PM
Hello my dearest friend Sally! This is another very impressive and outstanding masterpiece of yours that goes to my fave. Your exceptional talent really shows your deep passion of poetry. I love this so much. I'm hugging this and you my dear great poetess and artist. So marvelous and amazing. So much thanks for sharing. God bless you always with good health, joy and all the best in life.
Eslinger Avatar
January 13, 2023 at 7:19 PM
Ken, you are very sweet and i’m humbled by you supportive words! You’ s given me a smile after a hard week here. Hugs for you! Thanks for the fav too!
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January 13, 2023 at 7:06 PM
Ken, you are very sweet and i’m humbled by you supportive words! You’ s given me a smile after a hard week here. Hugs for you! Thanks for the fav too!
DiMino Avatar
January 9, 2023 at 6:10 PM
"Yes! I am obsessed With poetry With God With my beloved, and our pups With drawing, dance and music, too…" Poetry is passion. Life, living is passion. Without passion we are mere donuts absent the tasty filling. I have sadly chosen wrong, lured by the passion. Regretted the wrong, but never regretted having tried passionately. That is what separates poetry from all other forms of writing...daring to inhale words until one risks bursting, having faith that God, may judge our syntax, our punctuation and spelling, but never our eternal quest to define and know. Great writing!
Eslinger Avatar
January 13, 2023 at 7:18 PM
Joe, wish my mom could see your comment, but i think PSp is read in heaven…one eve, quite crirically, she said to me, “sally, you have to learn to love the language.” It was a dare i took and my love is still growing probably 55 years later. Thanks for your dear comment! Hugs!
Rose  Avatar
January 9, 2023 at 3:39 PM
wow this is outstanding poetry, to hear poetry Yes not that is creative to boot Sally, thank you for sharing your talent. Alongside your precious heart
Rodrigues Avatar
January 9, 2023 at 9:25 AM
Poetry is needed in life…our emotions and grand images…even in the book of Psalms and Song of Solomon. Nice poem, Sally!
Eslinger Avatar
January 9, 2023 at 11:10 AM
Yes! Wonderful point, Kim! When i edit a poem, or even read one by another, i take after the first read, every single word to be sure the meaning & music of it fits, because God Made The Word. His Voice spoke His created into being. And, ive always loved KJV because the whole bible reads like poetry. Thanks, so much for reading &commenting. Enjoyed several of your poems this morn. sally
Pandit Avatar
January 9, 2023 at 5:09 AM
Your creative muse is on display in this poem of intrigue and imagination, Sally. Wonderfully contemplating in artful inspiration. Keep the poetic spirit humming.
Eslinger Avatar
January 9, 2023 at 8:18 AM
Vijay, Thank you! Perhaps muses like flaming emotions? I honor you opinions & excellence. You’ve no idea how much thought you comments to others have sparked much thought for me. May the muse be with you! xox sally
Buhagiar Avatar
January 9, 2023 at 1:58 AM
I find this poem very positive and with a hint of spirituality. Hope to see you around.
Eslinger Avatar
January 9, 2023 at 8:09 AM
Dahlin, Victor! (That’s Darling in a New England accent 8-). Of course I’m around. Always! I haunt Malta at least once a day. I think you’ve a whole Soup crew traipsing after you on all those walks you do? Goodness! Many, many thanks for reading my poem! Many hugs! sally
Wolf Avatar
January 8, 2023 at 8:26 PM
Careful: Obsessions breed depressions as well as ascensions!
Eslinger Avatar
January 9, 2023 at 7:59 AM
Gershon, i really DO appreciate your wise comment & take it to mind&heart. I have been an individual on introspective alert probably since i was 15. That’s partly how this poem came to be — my 1st response was “oh no! Obscessed? Not good. I fail again.” But, after reflecting, i realized ( w/some defensive anger) “No! We’re talkin My Vocation! The thing God himself wants me to do! It takes obscession to improve! AND, I have to be alive to create, which means surviving all this illness, so…” This poem became the reply. The epiphany re poetry is a half complete poem soon to go up. Well, Gershon…more than you ever wanted to know! I will caarry your words. Blessings! sally
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