When did I become a poet?
Was I not born a poem
Washed into the world on sorrow & pain
Spun thru desire?
Do poems require words
or only bodies?
Each life is a poem
unfolding without words
that every lover reads
and feels deep in the soul.
Every mother is a poet,
birthing baby poetry.
For
We are born as poems.
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in lieu of the Golden Shovel poem I meant to post from yesterday’s NaPoWriMo prompt. I’m still not finding a poem I want to use as the inner poem. I wonder if a stanza of another poem will suffice? Otherwise I’m looking at mile long poems!
Shawn L. Bird 
I do like that concept.
😉
A interesting concept. I tell people. All of us have a story to tell. If you lived a long life. You will have many stories to tell. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
True- though some stories are more interesting than others. We each have a unique vision, too. While the plots of our lives may be uninteresting, our vision can be very intriguing. I like to work with this in workshops.
I just love this!!!
Thanks Cheryl-Lynn.
Love this piece!
Thank you, Sara-Loretta!
This is really a beautiful piece.
Thank you.
I really wish more people understood this! It seems 24 people do, but I can’t help but feel despair when my friends, family, and neighbours smile mildly even before the works of masters: Ginsberg, Eliot, Cummings.
I really enjoyed this. 🙂
It’s a particular vision, isn’t it?
I’m glad you liked this one.
I believe that poetry, especially writing it, is a part of me, inseparable. And, if “we are born as poems” then within all of us a potential to extract it. Beautiful poem. One of my favourites of yours too.
Thank you.
Shawn, You are not only a natural Mommy but a Mother of Poets. You have planted the seeds of poems into my heart and soul. When I read your mini-Masterpieces sometimes I think what a wonderful Theme. How can I take this subject/topic and make it my own. Many times when my well has run dry you provide refreshing rainwater and once more my thin stream becomes a river of rapids.
P.S. ~ I miss the Monday Memes. However as a wife, mother and teacher I know that you’re very busy. I look forward to everything you write. God has blessed you with Genius!!
Wow. Thanks Deborah! I occasionally miss the Monday Memes as well. Perhaps I will bring them back during the summer? I was having issues with my graphics programs.
I thought the same as you regarding the golden shovel. Mile long. Criminy! Check out this poet’s interpretation: http://michaeljarmer.com/2014/04/05/005-life-friends-is-a-golden-shovel-a-corruption/
Oh haha, and then I saw that you already liked this post. Ahem. Oh well.
lol
It’s an interesting variation, isn’t it?
In the bible verse Ephesians 2:10 it says we are God’s “workmanship” that word “workmanship” is translated in Greek as “poiēma” from which we get the word “poem”, so I would say you are right–“each life is a poem”. Blessings, Leona
THAT’s cool. Thanks for sharing.
Oh, this is lovely! It spirals in and out… twisting the notion in and of itself. Beautiful.
Yes. 🙂 Thanks for noticing!
A point of view I like.
I’m glad. 😉
Agreed, we are all a poem thus we are all poets. We are forever writing our lives day by day. Love this my friend.
Thanks.
Nice piece…:)
Thanks, Mairi. I’m glad you stopped in today!
Beautiful. Loved the line – “Every mother is a poet, birthing baby poetry.” 🙂
🙂 Thank you.