alone at night





alone at night

to scribble and scroll

full admiration of

poetic tales told

trying to reach

the inner soul

releasing of fears

far beyond their hold

awake the intellect

dwelling deep within

release the powers

that might have been

words to say with

all my might

words that may ne'er

see the light

many precede me

of them i fright

thus alone i am

alone at night

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Valhjim's picture

Your Poem addresses the hard work of poetic creation

Solitude is good for the soul, as Emerson says, and it is essential for the poet. To struggle with words, meanings, symbols, is the poet's craft, her act of creation, bringing new worlds to fruition, new vistas, to spread a layer of fresh rain on the dry soil of the very day and the common, and let the flowers of poetry blossom and fill Te world with beauty and truth. Your poem addresses the hard work of creation, of crafting a poem, which is the result more of hard work than of inspiration, contrary to what most people think. Good write! Thanks for sharing!

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Thank you.

Jim,

Thank you for reading and the nice comment. Yes, I agree that writing with tue meaning to oneself is more difficult than inspiration.
I started with incomprehensible letters to friends and esp. my brother, when he was in the Navy and overseas. (back in the 1960's) I always had the scrolls that I tried to put into words for them through this torture . The people I wrote to would write back for explainations. I began to compile the scrolls and tried to write as above.
My words seem to be more understandable. lol.
Linda

Valhjim's picture

Indeed!

Yes, the path to good writing is sometimes tortuous and hard to understand. Practice, though, and honesty, as you say, will lead you there.

Jim