National Poetry Month: The Road to Poetry 1 of 30
It's National Poetry Month. I will be posting a poem each day. No theme. I'm just going to follow the spark each day, wherever I might find it. It's bound to be messy.
The Road to Poetry
I tried to sit in a room in silence;
it wasn't there.
I listened to the trees whisper,
but their messages were coded.
I pulled out a map -
though I looked near mountains, lakes,
and roads less traveled -
routes did not lead me there.
I called the experts,
"How do you get to poetry?"
I inquired with curiosity.
The poets only laughed.
The way to poetry,
once deep in my bones,
eludes me;
weeds covering the way.
There is nothing left to do,
but pick up my favorite pen,
grab my notebook,
and begin again.
© Cathy L. Mere, 2023
Yes, so right. Nothing to do but begin again. Love it!
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DeleteJust wanted to let you know that I've had trouble commenting. I'm not sure what happens or what I do differently, but wondered if others have had the same problem. I'm glad you chose to "begin again." I like hearing your voice.
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