February 28

An Offering

dVerse, Free Verse, poems

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When someone you love is diagnosed with dementia as a caregiver your own life gets turned inside out as well. In fact probably even more as the caregiver. But really who knows? All of us are having our own experiences through our personal realities. Who are any of us to say what's real or not real in any given moment for anyone else. 

For me poetry and music have been consistent ways to examine emotions and personal growth the experience gifts me. Recently, I have found myself, once again, pulling at the threads my emotions through poetry. Some how by placing one word next to another I am able to find peace with grief. But even more powerful, I have been able to unravel the gift of the journey. 

Here are two of my most recent poems:

a cardinal rests
it’s frozen reflection
~ encapsulated
your colorful life stilled
in a lake of memories

image of guitar from the neck with the poem Sing Me overlaid.

In all sincerity the following poem is an offering of thanks to Brian Miller, Claudia Schoenfeld, and all of the dVerse pub tenders that have provided our poems a poetic easel to prop up our poems and a sense of belonging.  It is also a thank you to Bjorn Rudberg and all for taking the tap’s helm.

It has been a true gift to have dVerse and the dVersers that frequent this fine virtual space. Thank you all!

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An Offering

A connection
in verse
for the sake of form,
function, or to deform
an archaic gaze
of the could be wrong.

A tap on the shoulder
a nudge to try
throwing voice
to virtual stars.

It all happens here
while straddling wild breaks
and syllabic rhymes.

What at first gaze
appear as images in sound
are much more
renderings given life.

It is #OLN at the dVerse pub tonight and Claudia shakes a mean martini of image and sound. Come join the fun!

About the author

Creator of sounds. Poet on an energetic journey with words. Explorer of Frequencies.


 

Delaina J Miller

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  • that connection in verse… and the connection of each sound to make poetry work… so precious…
    it was also the people i found on the internet that pulled me into poetry… i couldn’t do without that connection anymore…
    heartfelt thanks dear lady…smiles

    • Claudia I hope you find the connection you need. Your support and voice has been a great influence on my experience here at the pub. I wish you the best.

  • What a wonderful way to capture the essence of why we come and continue to come back to the poetry pub. I love it and hope for many many more years of this place.

    • Thank you Bjorn! Also thanks for taking the helm so we can continue to thrive in this wonderful space. Cheers!

  • You have captured the essence of what we’ve been serving up these many years – first at One Stop Poetry and then at d’Verse Poets Pub – we have had the joys, thrills, and heartbreaks of becoming a community of poets who have bared their souls and shared their personal lives with those who were part of this talented community. The support and positive reinforcement flows down from the top – we have always been able to depend on reinforcement and hurrahs from Brian and Claudia as they gave us themselves in their own brilliant poetry. Thank you for this response. It is very much appreciated by all of us and by B&C particularly I am sure.

  • This is a great ode not only to Brian and Claudia but also to the poetry blogosphere and the support and attentive ear/eye we find there. Hope to see you again as the helm passes into different hands.

  • Ah, I love the ‘connection in verse’ we all have here at dVerse. Those taps on the shoulder (of encouragement, I think) are appreciated gestures within community, I think. I always enjoy your work!

  • When it comes to meter, feet, counting syllables, & specific rhyme, I generally find myself on the Could-Be-Wrong school of endeavor; yet most of us take a shot, & once out of ten tries hit the FFA/MTB mark, as my departed father-in-law used to say, “Sometimes the old blind sow can find the cabbage.”

  • its rather an ode to poetry itself there in the end…the sound meaning contrcuts and images becoming so much more…life…
    and thank you delaina, sharer of my last name and sister of another mother…ha

  • A wonderful homage to the caretakers of the Pub – loved the lines
    A tap on the shoulder
    a nudge to try
    throwing voice
    to virtual stars.

    • Thank you Kathleen! The encouragement and support that pours out of dVerse does give one the courage to throw their voice to the stars. 🙂

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