A response poem to Davy D’s question What Is Poetry? on the Go Dog Go Cafe
it is a stir
an ache
rising from my core
growing in urgency
pushing to my surface
gasping hungrily for air
sitting impatiently on my tongue
black pearl
ruby
tear shaped diamond
waiting
for hand to grasp pen
fingers to touch keys
truth to be unleashed
an explosion of my soul
made visible
in black ink
© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved
Absolutely!
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Mic drop…and I sit quietly staring at the vision you planted in my brain.
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Wow! Thank you. I think that some of my best writing lately has been inspired by Davy D’s posts. They make me dig deep.
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He does have a tendency to make us search for ‘that little something’ more.
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Indeed!
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I think we are in the same boat when it comes to inspiration from Davy D’s posts!! He is so kind to leave seeds of inspiration!
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You’ve said it, Christine, and with power, truth and elegance.
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Thank you Roland.
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For some unknown reason WordPress is not responding to my click on the ‘Loke’ button. I thank you for responding anyway, Christine.
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Christine this totally grabbed me. The feeling of the “urge” comes through brilliantly. Very well done my friend.
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Thank you so much Beth. Davy’s questions dig deep for me.
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He has that skill!
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Indeed
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I love this – reminded me of a poem I wrote a while ago…
What is Poetry?
Should all poetry have a rhyme
With dad-de-dah on every line?
Or maybe all the words should be
Salubrious and fancy free,
Just drifting
Down
the
page
Exquisite words,
Delicious words,
Words with punch,
And words with verve!
Should poems tell a story?
Or perhaps describe a scene,
Paint pictures with glossy words,
Exciting or serene?
I believe a poem
Should be words –
Straight from the heart,
Not to dissect and analyse,
Or pull apart.
Poems should make you think
Be humorous or sublime,
To share ideas with others
For the rest of time.
© Geni Johnston Friday, 6 June 2003
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Bravo! This is perfection.
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Thank you Eugenia!
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Wow, Christine! This is a truly amazing poem!! I love poems about inspiration and writing poetry and this surely is a gem/pearl/diamond!! I loved the way you took us from the initial “bubbling up” through to the birth in ink! Simply brilliant!!! DavyD seems to have a gift for inspiring readers to write!!!
Bellissimo, Christine Bellissimo!
xoxo
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