good company

good company

A Poem by Emily B
"

sparked by a conversation

"

This morning I looked up at those hills--
expectantly--
and felt your words.


There they were
coming to me over hill and holler.

Brilliant words,

bright as sunshine,

they seemed pleased with the prospect
that they might just Be--
without pretense.


I gathered up the words
and carried them home
and thought I heard a sigh.


shhhh


They're sitting in the front porch swing now--
resting--
I have a blackberry cake in the oven.
We'll slice it later
and sip some coffee
enjoying silver silence.

Don't expect your words to be home
anytime soon--

I'm hoping they?ll stay awhile.

Your words are always good company.


© 2009 Emily B


Author's Note

Emily B
R.: You may have met these words before.
AO: From the Holly Hobby life collection.

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'I gathered them up and carried them home' are the best lines for me. I just like the notion, which seems delightful. I also like the idea of words, poems, being received -- if we are lucky -- rather than worked at in the reason. I always think a received poem will have the edge over a carefully crafted one. And of course the words will stay for a slice of your cake. They would be mad not to! I'll put a few more raisins in my porridge tmr and see if it pulls a few hungry verbs! Charming read.

Posted 16 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.




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cozy,warming,,,and E,,your words are a lovely company,,,,delightful scenes,,,the little tea party,,,emily the hostess with her guests,,,very homelike feeling and i se you all sitting on white sofa with sea green cushions,,,

Posted 14 Years Ago


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More from the "words" series. This is gorgeous! It's the sort of thing I like to read over and over just cuz it feels so good. Wonderful writing indeed. Kerplunk... right into the favorites folder.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The words and their self-empowerment are directly related to the triumph of intellect over nature it seems; a nice exploration, and a simple lyrical reflection you have here, yet it makes deep meaning.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Beautifully written.


Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

ah, words without pretension...
always worth gathering up
holler=hollow?
they?ll (?)
a very homely write quite lovely

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

absolutely enjoyed this. thanks.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This poem has a comforting quality. The voice of soft, yet firm assurance. I was particularly taken by the last line:

"Your words are always good company."

Don't we all always want to believe that? Probably just a selfish reaction to a lovely poem. How odd will I sound from now on when someone not from these Writers Cafe parts asks "Who is your favorite poet?" and my answer is Emily Burns. "Oh you mean Emily Dickenson" or "Oh you mean robert Burns" will surely come the reply.

I will smile and think to myself ... "No ... I mean Emily Burns!"



Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A finely tuned spiritual piece... I love the tranquility in it... sometimes you need those moments alone to figure you out and reconnect with your faith.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The power of words is illustrated beautifully here.
Nice picture selection.

A.M.

P.S.: The poem strongly reminds me of Moby's ,, Lift me up,, - it's a great song :P.


Posted 16 Years Ago


This poem brought tears to my eyes! It's so..soft, and yet it is very powerful. I love the way your words flow and captivate the reader.

Awesome job!

Lauren

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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