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Saturday, March 21, 2015

If You Enter Your Own Poem






If You Enter Your Own Poem

If you enter your own poem
you will find yourself
somewhere there

you may write about birds
but birds sing only
your chosen song

you may write about rivers
but rivers flow
only through you

you may write about the sun
but the sun shines
with your light

you may write about spring
but it is you who
comes alive

you may write about a garden
but it is you who
plants all seeds

you may write about dusk
but darkness comes from
your soul

If you enter your own poem
you will find yourself
somewhere there.


This was written for Poets United Poetry Pantry.
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39 comments:

  1. GabriellaMarch 21, 2015 at 3:35 PM

    I believe that the best poetry is written by poets who put some or a lot of themselves in their poems. I like all the examples you use to convey this idea. My favorite is "you may write about spring / but it is you who / comes alive."

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  2. PeggyMarch 21, 2015 at 4:04 PM

    I like this very much Mary. This poem has so much wisdom. I read it several times just to soak it in.

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  3. brudbergMarch 21, 2015 at 4:35 PM

    I think that though much of my poetry is imagination you are right.. there is a lot of myself there.. i wonder if poetry also sticks to your soul... maybe I should write only happy poems.

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    1. Dr. Pearl Ketover Prilik (PKP)March 22, 2015 at 5:54 AM

      I have wondered the same ...

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    2. AnonymousMarch 22, 2015 at 5:59 PM

      If you write only happy poems, you force your soul to exist in a rose colored unreal world. I guarantee that eventually your soul will rebel or become a dry brittle thing with nothing but empty rattles of which to speak,

      Elizabeth

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  4. GraceMarch 21, 2015 at 4:41 PM

    So it does, from our light, from deep within us, to our words & the magic of poetry ~

    Love your musings for the weekend Mary ~

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  5. Sherry Blue SkyMarch 21, 2015 at 6:18 PM

    THIS is my very favorite of yours, Mary. It is wonderful! I especially love the lines about writing about a garden but it is we who plant all the seeds. This is a very amazing poem.

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  6. Pat HattMarch 21, 2015 at 6:36 PM

    So if I write about the cat having gas I have it too? Damn lol

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  7. Sumana RoyMarch 21, 2015 at 10:14 PM

    this is an absolute truth captivated in your lines Mary...our words are indeed the song of our soul...and what beautiful examples!!...love them all..

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  8. Marcoantonio Arellano (Nene)March 22, 2015 at 2:39 AM

    yes, Mary, we are our words. well said

    gracias

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  9. kelvin s.m.March 22, 2015 at 3:18 AM

    That is certainly true, Mary. In every words we pen we introduce ourselves, either abstract or in a direct way, & at the same time we learn & discover something new as we ink these bits of us. I like this poem very much, Mary! Thank you. Smiles.

    - ksm

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  10. Old EggMarch 22, 2015 at 3:34 AM

    How true this is. We sometimes mask ourselves but there is always part of us in our writing.

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  11. Jae RoseMarch 22, 2015 at 4:44 AM

    Perfection - I think you have described what all of us seek through writing consciously or not...happy Sunday to you Mary

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  12. totomaiMarch 22, 2015 at 5:51 AM

    A part of us is always there in our poems, whether we admit it or not :-) Such an observation Mary and thanks for being our voice.

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  13. Dr. Pearl Ketover Prilik (PKP)March 22, 2015 at 5:57 AM

    A poem and a discussion initiator - ! Lovely start to Sunday - lovely reflective poem ..interesting that you chose to write that you will "find" yourself there - as though indeed the self is unconsciously revealed ...

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  14. Rosemary Nissen-WadeMarch 22, 2015 at 6:22 AM

    Oh, I love this! Both the message, and the perfect expression of it. Beautifully written!

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  15. A Cuban In LondonMarch 22, 2015 at 7:01 AM

    That was stunningly beautiful. Thanks. I really enjoyed it.

    Greetings from London.

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  16. SusanMarch 22, 2015 at 8:34 AM

    I love this profound truth! We write our spiritual autobiography all the time, and some of us are more apt to hear the voices of others as well. I'm keeping this poem to remind me.

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  17. Kerry O'ConnorMarch 22, 2015 at 8:56 AM

    you may write about the sun
    but the sun shines
    with your light...

    This is such a lovely poem, Mary.

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  18. dsnake1March 22, 2015 at 9:49 AM

    something to think about, Mary.
    we are what we write? :)

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  19. TorieMarch 22, 2015 at 10:37 AM

    Your words are so true, Mary!!! I love it. We really are what we write. That's what's so fascinating about poetry to me. We become our words. Very nice. I just can't say enough nice things about your poem today :) Happy Sunday, Mary :)

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  20. ScottlBMarch 22, 2015 at 11:36 AM

    Very true indeed we put quite a bit of ourselves in what we write.

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  21. DonnaMarch 22, 2015 at 11:55 AM

    Oh wow Mary, such incredible words here that left me to pause and reflect....I do see myself in my images put down with words.

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  22. AnonymousMarch 22, 2015 at 11:57 AM

    So thought-provoking, Mary. In just the past couple of days, since "resigning," I'm starting to experience poetic thoughts again. I'm listening right now to a mockingbird. I wonder where we will go together...if time is kind to me.

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  23. Sanaa RizviMarch 22, 2015 at 1:32 PM

    This is so beautiful! Wonderful imagery.. :D

    www.adashofsunny.com

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  24. PoppyMarch 22, 2015 at 1:58 PM

    A beautiful observation of poets, those scribes who describe their world the way they feel it, see it, hear it, taste it, touch it - subjective in opinion, objective in understanding. I think we can all relate to your wise words, today, Mary, for they are as familiar to us as they are to you.

    'you may write about spring
    but it is you who
    comes alive'

    I now identify more with spring; the rebirth of beauty in nature, seems to be better for my autumnal stage of life than the withering away of leaves.

    Poppy

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  25. Myrna R.March 22, 2015 at 2:13 PM

    Mary I love this. I think it's become my favorite of yours. It's a wonderful meditation on a life as poem. And we all benefit from living life artfully.

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  26. ZQMarch 22, 2015 at 2:42 PM

    Wonderful direction one should begin to enter :-)
    ZQ

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  27. Sanaa RizviMarch 22, 2015 at 2:56 PM

    Thanks for stopping by Mary :D
    xoxo

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  28. AnonymousMarch 22, 2015 at 6:03 PM

    Mary, I couldn't agree with you more. It has been said that when one writes, one lives more than one life, perhaps many. Long live the poets!

    Elizabeth

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  29. my heart's love songsMarch 23, 2015 at 8:16 AM

    Such an interesting viewpoint, Mary! Yes, we're there, aren't we? Sometimes whether we wish to be or not. {smile}

    Happy Spring!
    ♥

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  30. GailMarch 23, 2015 at 9:23 AM

    So true! We are a part of our creations.

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  31. C.C.March 23, 2015 at 9:50 AM

    I agree with Gabriella! Completely. And isn't this what poetry is...pouring ourselves and our hearts out onto the page? Lovely description of that here.

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  32. humbirdMarch 23, 2015 at 11:51 AM

    Ah, I love the wisdom of this poem! Indeed, we can find ourselves in our poems....Now I wonder if I can write about someone's world truth...

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  33. SuyashJMarch 23, 2015 at 3:28 PM

    whenever i read my old poems , i feel like i'm visiting some old version of me.... what a lovely write this !!

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  34. Eileen T O'Neill .....March 23, 2015 at 6:36 PM

    Mary,

    A motivating and uplifting poem, which shares its encouragement with a wider audience. I am looking forward to absorbing the fruits of springtime..

    Eileen

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  35. Gen Giggles March 23, 2015 at 8:58 PM

    So true, we are our words.

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  36. Wendy BourkeMarch 29, 2015 at 6:47 PM

    Awesome writing. Inspirational and inspiring!

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