I knew
though I waited for the words
and hoped through the years
that I was wrong
I knew
though I waited for the time
when you felt safe to tell me
or came to terms yourself.
I knew
though I waited silently
and didn’t tell a soul
I knew.
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Shawn L. Bird 
Soothing, mysterious – I loved it:-)
Good, I’m glad!
I like very much the way this poem involves the reader…in much the way good haiku does. Skilfully and artfully done, Shawn!
Ron
Thank you, Ron.
So many different interpretations here… Nicely done. Almost begs for a sequel!
lol Or a hundred or so prequels?
Didn’t think about that… Very true.
I like this! As a poet, do you like how people can interpret your poetry in different ways, or do you want your readers to get, exactly, what you are saying? Sometimes I’m not sure if I’m getting it right, but I always enjoy the process of thinking about it.
Well, half of the experience comes with the reader, and that means what it means to the reader can be quite different than what it means to me. Personally, I think both perspectives are quite all right, but then, I’m always irritated by English profs who say there’s a ‘right’ interpretation of poetry. 🙂
I should add, that if I want the reader to know exactly what I am talking about, I make a point of being clear. If I want the interpretation to be vague, then it is. 😉
Such open-ended poems are the reason I fell in love with poetry. This could apply to both happy and sad situations. Beautiful.
I’m glad you enjoyed it.
I loved this poem, the secret knowledge could be anything, anything at all. I felt it veered slightly towards potential sadness and disappointment, but you never know there could equally be a lovely outcome. we make our own minds up. Brilliant.
Or perhaps, just an outcome, neither positive nor negative, just what was inevitable from the beginning of the universe…
This is beautiful. Simply beautiful.
I’m glad you like it, Eric.
Beautiful Poem, Thank you for visiting my Blog.
Thank you. Ditto.