2 posts tagged “stray bits of poetry”

I have an acquaintance that was recently a little blue about her husband being away for a while and I wanted to say something reassuring that might make her feel less sad. But since we're not intimate friends I also didn't want to be presumptuous or tell her what she almost certainly already knew. It was a pickle for me because I dread putting my foot in my mouth in front of people I respect. So, I came up with this little bit, to express an emotion rather than communicate an idea:

Sweet Bliss leaves his memory,
A promise, his absence is temporary.

I don't particularly like poetry as such. There are some poems, which have moved me, that I've held onto like Invictus or The Highwayman. But I never found reading or writing poems to be a fun leisure.

However, very rarely, a single idea will so captivate me that I need to find a way of expressing it properly. It must be an expression which is lyrical, concise, and completely encompasses the idea that fills me. So, it sings on paper like it does in my head. These bursts are never long, complicated or very well structured and I learned years ago that it's only dissatisfying to try to embellish them into something more.

Envious skies
Derive their luster
From his eyes.

The meaning of life is my two hands and my head,
Making many happy years before I'm dead.