Thursday, April 18, 2013

How Does One Find Poetry?: Poem 18 of 30

National Poetry Month:  Poem 18 of 30


How does one find poetry
when the sound of the television
blares from the room next door,
when the list of to-dos
is longer than the time to get things done,
when the tragedies of the world
weigh heavy on our hearts?

How does one find poetry
when there isn't the time to notice
the cherry blossoms
cascading to the ground,
the dandelions bringing sunshine
to the young green grass of spring,
or the clouds dancing
in the evening sky?

How does one find poetry
when there isn't time
to capture the phrase on the page,
when the notebook is no longer
a playground for words,
when the sounds of syllables
can't find the rhythm for the song?




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3 comments:

  1. Oh my gosh, Cathy, this one is gorgeous. So, so perfect! All three stanzas. I can't choose a favorite one because they are all my favorite!
    (If you were in Colorado, you couldn't find poetry because you would be too busy shoveling snow this week- 10 inches on Monday and five more yesterday! I want to be looking out at this gorgeous tree!)

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  2. Yes ma'am, I agree with Carol. You hit the nail right on the head! Everywhere I turn someone needs something or something is distracting me. I know poetry is tucked away even in the busy-ness, but it is so much harder to find these days. So glad you are continuing your quest for it and so glad you're sharing your treasures with the rest of us. I love "the notebook...a playground for words". So glad you let your words come out and play! Keep on...
    Trish

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  3. It has indeed been a long week, so I will echo Carol & Trish above, you have found it through the questions. I guess we need to pay attention, as you have, even in your busy life, to look again at the cherry blossoms, & even to those who watch that blaring tv. It is really a wonderful reflection, Cathy!

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