Why, ... Poetry!
Why, ... Poetry! Hello there…
I wasn’t expecting you.
You are so beautiful.
Let’s go sit for a while, and talk.
Take me again, the way you do, to places unknown.
Capture me with your words.
Wipe my tears
and hold my fear, undisturbed.
Like old friends with history
who pick up right where we left off.
We are different, you and I,
but we understand each other somehow.
I read you like a book,
and you see right through me
shining light into my darkness.
You know what I’m about to say
before I say it.
That funny way you talk,
I’d recognize your voice anywhere.
Why, ... Poetry
you are a gift to me.
Patricia Spreng
Joining with:
T.S. Poetry Press who is prompting "Why Poetry?" and
High Calling Focus photography challenge for Contre-jour hosted by Kelly Sauer.
You can find my light photos here http://www.flickr.com/photos/patriciaspreng/
