poetry lesson #11
"I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and Iā
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference."
ā Robert Frost, The Road Not Taken
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poetry lesson #11
() this a poem
these are words scratched
by a bayonet tip
on an ammo box
in some foreign fields
and it claimed
a soldier was here
but he wished he was not.
these are squiggles scrawled
on some scrap paper
which looked like
some alien runes
but the writer thought
these can win
the next nobel award.
this is a seemingly blank
slightly yellowed page
where a salty tear once
dropped and blotted
when the heart was hurt
and words
were not enough.
this is a poem
these are poems.
written 01/06/2007
revised 03/08/2021
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Poets of the Fall - Locking Up The Sun
Ā© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2022
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and Iā
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference."
ā Robert Frost, The Road Not Taken
poetry lesson #11
() this a poem
these are words scratched
by a bayonet tip
on an ammo box
in some foreign fields
and it claimed
a soldier was here
but he wished he was not.
these are squiggles scrawled
on some scrap paper
which looked like
some alien runes
but the writer thought
these can win
the next nobel award.
this is a seemingly blank
slightly yellowed page
where a salty tear once
dropped and blotted
when the heart was hurt
and words
were not enough.
this is a poem
these are poems.
written 01/06/2007
revised 03/08/2021
****************
Poets of the Fall - Locking Up The Sun
Ā© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2022
Labels: Poetry, poetry lesson #, writing
posted by dsnake1 at 12:27 AM
15 Comments:
I like the structure of this poem, as if every stanza is a chapter in a novel, a novel of poems...
Your words are always so deft and incisive ā and so moving! I love the way you both raise and answer the question as to what is a poem. Especially the intriguing thought that some poems are wordless. (However I am glad you have found your words again. Revision is perhaps not a bad way to reawaken the muse.)
~~~ and this is an exquisite poem!!!
Magaly,
I am glad that you see it this way.
These could be little chapters in my life. :)
Rosemary,
Yes, poetry can range from a one word to an epic (and there will be debates on this). I have not written anything lately and I hope by posting, to break this block.
I am always looking for older poems to revise, in the hope that it could be just a bit better.
Helen,
Thank you! :)
In the end, I got goosebumps.
Colleen,
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Loved this...!!!
This could be the best poem you have ever written....moving and wonderful ! It must have been so hard being a soldier......Cresssida
Rajani,
Thank you! :)
Cressida,
Thanks for the compliment!
You must have known people who have been soldiers. :)
I love how this acknowledges how poetry and the need to give make sense of overwhelming emotion is such a universal human need. I really like this one quite a bit!
It's such a touching piece. Loved it. Thanks.
Greetings from London.
Thank you, Rommy.
Poets would like to make sense of all emotions. :)
Thank you, Mario!
It's great to see you.
Love the way you formatted these. Excellent poems!
Thank you, purplepeninpoetland! :)
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