Best Reader Poems
A reader of the stars am I. I’ve looked
into my crystal ball. Guess what I saw?
The woman of your dreams! You will be hooked
because her charms will fill your heart with awe.
A female with green eyes and princess ways,
she also has a bit of gypsy soul!
With her you will be blessed all of your days.
She is the other half to make you whole.
She’ll challenge you; together you will grow.
One other thing to know . . . curiously
she very much seems to resemble me!
Sept. 3, 2020
for Line Gauthier's Max 12 Lines - Poem-Inspired Prompt Poetry Contest
You can see her little poem that inspired this collaboration over at the contest pages.
Take a moment of your time
And listen to your heart’s insight
Think about what you should write
Will it be personal or fictional?
Should your poem begin with a rhyme
Or should free verse be your style?
I doubt you’ll discover the best the first time
But you can be sure you’ll see the light
Your poem might use whimsical words
Or it could be built on a feeling from your heart
It might begin with the middle at the first
Or the end could be where the beginning was
Take into consideration what words to use
Will they be dark and dreary or light and loving?
Should you answer the question the reader has
Or think of some revelation you can bestow?
Poetry is built on words galore, adjectives and adverbs
Nouns, pronouns and all the other possibilities
The words might be metered or rhymed or with rhythm
Or given to encouraging the reader to invent within
A poem like yours can be soft and imaginative
Or it could bring out the bandit or sensitivity
I understand that your words will be your own
And I can’t really tell you how to write what you should
If I were to encourage you to write your best piece
I’d have to say that you let your heart and soul lead you
Through fact or fiction, real or imagined, think of the poem
That you would like to read if you were the reader
Writers love their letters,
letters turn into words.
Words turn into sentences,
waiting to be read.
Poems come from writing,
writing about the past.
Maybe from the present,
maybe true or false.
As a faithful reader,
we laugh we cry.
Many love to read,
yet again and again.
The reader and writer,
then become as one.
Both in love with,
letters-words-sentences-reading.
True writers write from their hearts,
because they have ink in their veins.
Words flow onto their paper,
as they go writing away.
Their wonderful imagination comes alive,
wanting their readers to enjoy their work.
Are you educated?
Have you injured heart?
Have you purified brain?
Do you believe in truth?
Are you alone?
Do you seek problematic truth, solvable truth, real magic?
Are you a secular person?
Do you believe in democracy?
If your answers are YES...
You have poetic mind.
You are the reader of poetry.
You are the real minority in the world.
Keep patience.
The earth is moving.
It is proved that new history is created by the minorities.
SANDIP GOSWAMI, INDIA
I feel your words upon me
As they race across the page.
A running sense of wonder
Even late upon this age.
The whisper flips of paper
As the pages burn and turn,
Setting me afire...
It seems I never learn.
The secrets whispered to me
As I pause and try to hear,
Are echo cries of memories
That are laden wet with tears.
The hardened cover closes
Shutting down the riot sight.
As I nod and ponder deeply
Slipping off into the night.
Reader Rabbit
Toward the end of a book,
we tend to speed up,
in anticipation of the climatic finish.
Yet sadly,
the build-up...
was the part we savored,
on the perfect path
to the right...
final,
and everlasting
word(s).
The beginning.
"A true writer must write. Ink is in their veins." By Poet
Writers love their many letters to choose from,
letters turning into words then into sentences.
Poems come from the love of writing,
writing about the past or maybe about the present.
Poems can be true or false,
some will make you cry and others will make you laugh.
The writer and reader are both in love,
in love with letters, words, sentences and reading.
I look for you in the stars,
and in the streets,
and all the people I greet.
I look for you in books of poetry.
Such a place to find,
yet unaware that I'm
lost, like a button.
Arrive home from work to flip through pages
of a book I knew as a child, yet still
not remember the reason, so special
then.
It was though, so special..
Watched 'To kill a Mockingbird',
recalled fond memories of Scout and Jem.
A proud Atticus Finch..,
and Tom Robinson.
But today's me isn't the same,
as the me I remember.
More akin to a cartoon, a paper cut out,
a meme.,
compared to the wide eyed child of then.
~~~~~ To Kill a Mockingbird - Novel by Harper Lee, 1960 ~~~~~~
C-onnotation
L-ets
A-crostic
I-mplement
R-ighteous
E-xpression
A-s
G-reat
R-eader
A-llows
A-wesome
N-ame
Topic: Birthday of Claire Agraan (June 28)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Begin with something positive;
no need to start out negative.
A writer needs encouragement;
it feeds their ego nourishment.
And what is strong about the piece?
Is there a spot that needs some grease?
Or did it flow like brooks in spring?
Is there a line that really rings?
Can you suggest some helpful hints
that act like after-dinner mints?
And did their writing make you cry?
Or, perhaps, it made you sigh.
Did you giggle? Did you laugh?
Do you want their autograph?
Was there a phrase that kept you hooked?
Or was the subject overcooked?
Was your perception so engaged
you couldn't wait to flip the page?
Above all else, try to be kind.
Writer, reader intertwined.
Warm, whimsical words surround me
Guiding me through the field of nouns
Shedding light on the beauty of a verb
Embracing me with the creation of verses
~
Brilliants hues capture a bold stanza
Reflecting a dance of whimsy and creativity
Flowing with echoes of flourishing humility
Amid warm whispers of adverbs and pronouns
~
Light shines upon the miracle of heartfelt terms
Expressions brought to life through faith, hope and love
Amazing poems built upon truth and serenity
Coming together to form a graceful ingenuity
~
Words so alive they seem to blaze with a inner fire
Inspiring truths to be revealed inside their dreams
Clarifying the meanings and definitions in the term
Both peaceful and warm while breathing with desire
~
There are not enough lyrics or expressions in a thought
To reveal the sense of naked beauty in a sweet phrase
Sending tremors of delight that thrill with an electric rhythm
Prompting nature to see the joy expressed within the creation
~
Jubilant poetries descend like doves upon the fiery writer
Whose prose melt with a sense of intimacy and adoration
Sighs from the one who reads the sentences and paragraphs
Keeping the sweetest promises as memoirs of the letters
~
Phrases and idioms replace melancholy, pain and grief
Enchanting souls with mysteries, truths and vibrant wisdoms
Enticing spirits to sing with joy and dance with enthusiasm
While there is time on earth to enjoy this delicious, artistic flow
SEARCH FOR ME on the dusty bookshelf,
in this room filled with very old books.
I sit here waiting to be chosen,
needing to be read by a reader.
Do you know it is hard to find me?
Old books standing cover to cover,
wait for a reader to SEARCH FOR ME.
I long to be in your loving hands,
and being read by your loving eyes.
I don’t write for other poets,
God condemn me if I do
My words all gifted freely,
to those searching hard and true
I don’t write for academics,
as they archive others thoughts
I write for that one reader
—whose emotions can’t be bought
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)
A-nother
B-irthday
E-xpression
G-ladly
A-pplies
I-nspiring
L-ines
R-ightfully
I-mplementing
C-omposition
A-s
F-riendly
R-eader
E-njoys
N-atal
T-heme's
E-uphoria
Topic: Birthday of Abegail M. Ricafrente (November 28)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic