A Pain From A Dodo Leaf Poetess! Poem by Poetheart Morgan
A Pain From A Dodo Leaf Poetess!
(I cried warm today
how repressed tears in a big dam.
I cried for you.
because you are not
in your Dodo's ~ Leaf place~
in tears i am
in blue i search
words to make you happy)
The Doc wants to reduce you to a simple leaf
of course he dont know about the importance
and the incredible spirit
built in the branches of an old tree!
Came on Doc, say at once
Am i will die?
NO, no, no
do you know who I Am
I am a Dodo Poetess
the last one, i am in extinction
numbers could do not come to me
statistics could not rules me
Better you fix me and quickly
before the ornithologist comes after you
I need time to find another Dodo
and do a lot of little Dodos too
Are you sad now Doc?
worried? Sick?
OH! Must be! !
i have something for you
A leaf print on the wind
for your hard heart
that beats in disorder
the delicacy of one Heather
that dissolves and sometimes burn
for stuffy nose and your lack of imagination
Some Dave in the Wood
or in the garden,2 times a day!
for remembering something lost years ago
walk just one time a week!
through the alleys At midnight hour
to cry and to sooth your soul
and remember.....
and for relief a pain that comes from a Dodo Leaf Poetess?
What you can do Doc?
Oh! Please!
be reasonable
A piece of paper and a pinch of black ink!
there is SOMETHING about this poem which grabs me and keeps me interested. a combination of hints-of-understanding (on my part; but just hints) and fanciful, fantastic, dreamlike thoughts/expressions-in-words. now i sound fanciful, but i don't mean to sound that way. i'm not sure i WANT to understand this completely, IF it is posible. maybe it is not meant to be understood? maybe there are some secrets Poetheart knows or her friend knows (or both of them, which would be nice i think) . the part i think i followed best, though my interpretation is probably too literal (can one be too literal?) , is the part about the almost-extinct bird and his? quest to continue his species. [i just started to reread the poem; i guess the dodo is female] i laughed, a bit, at before the ornithologist comes after you..........and it is spelled correctly....ornithologist i mean. hey Morgan, i may get around to a message on this to you, but now i will at least give you the benefit of my little research into sooth: Did you mean: soothe Search Results sooth so?oTH/ noun archaic noun: sooth 1. truth.. .............so i think you mean soothe............i have heard of for sooth, but i didn't know that sooth means truth! you and google have taught me something more (which) i probably don't ever need to know! :) bri thanks for sharing. smiles to you, poetess.
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4/25/2024 6:51:57 AM # 1.0.0.1119
interesting poem...i enjoyed reading it..had depth...good job!