Thursday, January 04, 2007

Poem-Prone
By Don Iannone

Sometimes it seems poems flow
like blood through you...
nourishing, revitalizing,
rejuvenating, and
animating your soul,
waiting to be called to its feet.
Sometimes you just can't miss with words...
hitting the bullseye from any angle
at any distance.
Relish your poem-prone moments,
because like sunshine in Cleveland,
they just won't last.

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

What a great experience....words, music or poetry flowing through you. The words speak themselves, the music plays you...

Natalia L. Rudychev said...

I love the aura created by this poem. All the best to you in 2007!

iamnasra said...

How true is this..we got to grasp the poetic moment

Anonymous said...

so very true...sometimes you just can stop writing...sometimes its all gone...like quantum packets lost in time.

great!

Don Iannone said...

Thanks GP, Natalia, Nasra, and Tim. So kind. Love those poetic moments.

Amalendu said...

true... I feel this state in me...

Don Iannone said...

Thanks Amalendu...any of us venturing down poetic paths feel this very thing. Best wishes for the new year.

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