Writing poetry is like writing a short melody. It makes my heart sing as the words flow through me like free-falling raindrops.
They fall gently and roll across the pages of my mind and awaken me like an alarm clock.
I hear. I become still. I listen.
I see what is being said to me and I work diligently to record the words. They move in upward motions like the musical notes on a sheet of music that is being played by a pianist.
Poems are tokens of love. We give them to others who are able to hear what we hear. They last longer than a bouquet of flowers, a scenic sunset or a fast-fleeting rainbow.
Poetic words tell what the Muses have whispered in our ears. They bring:
Reflections! Lyrics! Songs! Magic! Majesty!
Joy! Encouragement! Colors! Hope! Life!
Breathing! Circulating! Communicating! Peace! Sharing!
Poems have a way of creating these welcome feelings in a few carefully recorded words.
Happy National Poetry Month!
Lynn M. April 7, 2016