Hello everyone;
I did say "haphazardly" participating in the April PAD Challenge. This is why day one is being posted after day two.
Day 1 prompt of "write an optimistic poem"
Not Dead Yet, Me
Is it really such a tragedy
that my sentences are raggedy
words tread together by similarity?
The conversation is still defiantly
expressions of me.
Is it really such a travesty
that I wander aimlessly?
When I can travel through time so easily
…our life history
…a life lived outrageously.
Is it really such a disparity
that I have forgotten the melody
of your name? Still there’s some clarity….
I know the feelings of family
and passions intensity.
Is it really such an indignity
that something once familiar is now a novelty.
Or that simple tasks escape me.
I still dance to life’s jamboree
and sing majestically.
Is it really such a finality
even as I become more absentee?
There is plenty of life in my legacy.
Don’t bother writing my eulogy,
when there’s still time to create a memory.
©2024 Delaina Miller
Robert Lee Brewer shared the article “What Is the Value of Poetry?” on his Poetic Asides blog. I thought it was beautiful and powerful.
Here is the link “What Is the Value of Poetry?”
Before you go though here are my thoughts:
For me poetry is decanting the soul. It is how we as feeling beings make sense out of the senseless, define speechless moments, say goodbye when we want to hold on, and live instead of exist. In my opinion poetry is priceless but I’m a poet so I might be a little bias. <smiles>
