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My Poem
Is A Sad Song
Poetry is part of me, and is
part of my life.
Poetry is something I've read, or it is the
collection of images, words and lines stirring inside me,
until they find their way onto a blank sheet of paper.
My life and the act of writing define my poem.
My poem is a sad song.
It sings of lost friends and relatives.
It sings of passing parents and fellow writers.
It beats with the rhythm of time.
In it, I take solace in sorrow, and it begs the question of
what I can learn in joy. My poem asks
catharsis and understanding, as I try to look beyond grief.
My poem
is a dream. It is recollection of the
most special people and places in my life, slipping into the
night. Dreams, I've learned are the
bridges going from one day to another, as a moment's sleep
alters my vision. The poem stirring
inside me withholds its secrets, until it find its own
light.
My poem is a morning run as I
go along a creek. I try to understand
its language as it speaks, much as I try to understand the
winds, the trees and the grounds around me.
Like every morning run, my poem rises from sleep and
lives its own life, until it fades into the day, like a
dream.
My
poem is connection. It brings words
together and gives birth to ideas, as it answers the call to
share them with others. Images and songs
of Paul McCartney stir the song in my mind, as it finds its
own voice. My poem is a minstrel.
My
poem brings sadness and joy, much as life.
Life is time given to me, the blank sheet of paper
filled in my own way. I believe in
poetry and writing, the power of creation.
I believe in life.
—Mike Bayles |
