Sweet Poetry pouring light
Reached down from her lofty land,
On my lidless fish-eyes laid her hand
And gave me a newborn sight.
Then pulled me out of the shoal
Made me a citizen of the world
My old scales softly hurled
And whispered of a worthier goal.
Beautiful piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely penned in good rhyme scheme with conviction. Thanks for sharing Rod.
Thanks Chinedu. The best reward is always finding someone who enjoys your work. All the best to you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
maybe a comma instead of a period at end of second line. and some other punctuation changes in stanza two perhaps. My old scales softly hurled And whispered of a worthier goal............is/are Sweet Poetry OR the scales doing the hurling and whispering. so, Sweet Poetry is your Muse? a helpful note perhaps: i have found that it is interesting to read a poet's response to a poem comment, but the poet's response only seems to show up on the poem's page. SO, if you don't expect a reader to return to look for a response, you MIGHT wish to also send the response to the reader as a message, OR just send as a message and 'the heck with' other readers! ! bri :) i VERY RARELY would think to return to a page to look for a response to a comment i've left. but i always send a response to a reader who has left a comment, using PH's message system. bri :) the scales part was not clear to me. were scales representative of your past habits/attitudes/style of writing poetry. you may take that as a rhetorical question. bri :)
Hi Bri, Thanks for your suggestions, much appreciated. Will also use the message system to communicate more effectively with other poets. All the best to you...Rod