how i started on poetry
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how i started on poetry
i copied nursery rhymes
wide-eyed
on flimsy jotter books
doodled stick figures
to go with it.
and later
all pimply faced
i scratched foul-mouthed rants
in little notebooks
because i thought
i can change the world
is it poetry then
if i carved an opinion
with a bayonet
on an ammo box?
or on star lit nights
named the constellations
to the woman i loved
while seated on a cenotaph?
and now, almost a lifetime later
squinting into the glare
of the monitor
fingers on plastic buttons
i wonder, did this started it all?
twinkle twinkle little star
how i wonder what you are...
written 03/04/2014
revised 28/02/2018
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"Tell me what you're reading, and I'll tell you who you are."
--Tomáš Garrigue Masaryk, First president of Czechoslovakia.
and if you still want to change the world : Ten Years After, I'd love to change the world
© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2018
18 Comments:
Luv every mood in this poem: the nostalgia, despair, longing and the pinch of humour.
Have a good Sunday Cheong Lee san
Much🌼love
I think that twinkle started many poets on their path.
Gillena,
thank you very much! :)
Sherry,
i think so too. i think pretty every kid studying English comes across it. :D
Perhaps there is no beginning for poetry, maybe it is like life, and it always is, waiting for us to join in?
I hope my comment worked?
Interesting reflection. I think it might have started, with all of us, by those simple childhood rhymes.
I love this! It makes me contemplate when I started writing poetry and what prompted it. Thanks!
I think poetry comes in many forms....and we don't always get to write it down in words....yet the moments are still poetry.
Poetry is a journey - through many passages - down many paths. You've articulate that so well here.
Interesting speculations! I thought I knew exactly when I started (age 7) but maybe it began even before that, in learning the alphabet and how to make words ... in being read to by my parents ... in the genes which had my father and his father, and some of my aunts and uncles, all scribbling verses ...
annell,
i absolutely loved your comment. :)
poetry is life?
Mary,
i am pretty sure of that. :)
jo,
thank you for visiting. :)
Donna,
the moments are still poetry, and one day we will write it down in words (or paint it) :)
Wendy,
yes, i think poetry is a jouney too. what i have written today is quite different from say, when i was in my youth.
Rosemary,
even the exact age! and you are lucky to have literary ancestors. :)
This is such sweet nostalgia 💞 You remind me of my journey starting out 4 yrs ago.. Beautifully rendered!
and it is a good journey, no? :)
Sometimes it begins as an accident as we go through our journey....twinkle twinkle little star is a good place to start.
I love your history with poetry. We all have one. It would make a great prompt for the group, I think.
ayala,
it is, i am sure. :)
Sarah,
thank you! every poet surely will have a moment in time that kick starts their passion. :)
I don't even know how I ended up here, but I thought this post was great.
I don't know who you are but definitely you're
going to a famous blogger if you are not already ;) Cheers!
thank you, Anonymous. you're too kind. :)
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