No Pages to See
I opened my favorite poetry book
but the pages were blank...
there were no signs of imagery
for me to see in words
no tree top horizon
no signs of life on earth
no flowers to speak of
no roses of worth
sunshine nor moon
not even signs of the colour yellow
no heart on a gutter bleeding
broken by a fellow
no rabbits hopping in the grass
no giraffe reaching the sky
floating down the river
no such lovers entwined
the waiflike ballerina
twirling to the dance of the knights
on the great stage
she is probably at home
wearing hunger and rage?
a world of peace and happy people
on the streets
that's just wishful thinking
as the pages are naked and unseen
no oceans to speak of
the waters have run dry
no poets crying
no tears in their eyes
no swans floating freely
no geese to be seen
no children playing
in the garden so green
and shooting stars?
there are certainly none
not even a storm
in a teacup not even one
when pages are blank
the poetry is dead
so I'll cover my blank book
in a cover that is red
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Comments
A masterpiece
How has this one not been seen more with more votes?
The length of the poem is perfect. It really goes. Not too long. It doesn't get old.
All the imagery in nothing lol oh I think people think I'm an old bag so they don't bother, thank you for the compliment dear Rory, I'd rather have one like you, who comes with a clean heart, than 10 who leave crap on my page. 🌹 I am an honest writer, I don't seek applause just a place to share my thoughts. 🤗
Nah. Fame and fortune for me, eh.
I hope you know I'm kidding.
Little story;
I was 18 when dad's dad asked what I wanted to do with my life. I'd just discovered poetry. I say, I want to be a poet. His reply? 'So you take a vow of poverty then?' such was the man's sense of humour. Took me a few years to understand what he meant. My interpretation is, you'll never make any money because nobody wants to read poetry. But we do it anyways. I love that. For the romance of it all.
Your last line is the very reason that I adore you Rory, of course poetry can't be our first job, unless we are as good as the bard himself 🤣 but if we have heart we can share on paper, poetry is that simple reflections of absolutely anything and everything, which in the end makes it so very relatable 🌹