Noise quiets poetry.
It's hard to hear the whisper of words,
when the television shouts
with stories of lives
twisted in a second of bad luck.
It's hard to capture the phrase
when the to-do list is long,
and the tasks of the day are endless;
when our time is spent
taking care of all that needs done.
It's hard to notice
the dandelion appear,
the moon in the night sky,
the nudge of truth,
when you are busy.
It's in the peaceful moments
that poetry finds its place.
Words need a certain amount
to find their place in poetry.
For the month of March I will be participating in the March Slice of Life Challenge hosted at Two Writing Teachers. It will be a busy month of writing, commenting, and learning with this community. Stop by today's link up to join the conversation or find some great reading.
It's Poetry Friday! Stop by Live Your Poem as Irene Latham hosts today's parade of wondrous words.