Poetry by Dead Men

Poetry by Dead Men

 

 

my feet were crossed

within his lap

as he read to me

poetry by dead men

 

i listened with earnest intent

as the atmosphere around me slipped

into oblivion

as the spine of books

crackled  upon opening

to pages in sepia tones

spoken in the tenor of his voice

 

there were offerings of Robert Frost,

of how the woods

were dark and lovely and deep…

e.e. cummings,

who wrote about the rain with all its obscurities

having such small hands.

 

the afternoon was well spent,

like Hemingway’s fisherman was to the sea

my heart became a voyager

to the past

as winter was no more an intrusion

with an accumulation of snow

 

as he read to me

poetry by dead men.

 

Reviews

[Jibey]

Dreamy moments... lovers caressing each other with words - which live beyond the lives of their authors. Your poem flows easily and wastes no words; it holds together well in its structure and poise. Intensely enjoyable.

[I only wrote this for the foot rub, lol]

[Kelly Scheppers]

Lol, I love it!! You may go to the front of the line, Jibey. Thank you for noticing!

[Twilight]

From reading this, it seems as if some poetry reading by someone in person; has taken your heart and mind on a brief escape from the harsh cold weather. It doesn't rhyme, but that doesn't lessen the impact. I have never tried Robert Frost or Hemingway, so perhaps I have missed out; if the writer's fondness for their works is justified. Thanks for sharing.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thank you most kindly!

[Trace]

Wow l love this. That's the poetry l remember from your pen. Nice to read you and catch up.
Huggs, T

[Kelly Scheppers]

Always so good to see a familiar face. Thank you, Trace!

[Dave]

I couldn't help but be reminded of when I sat with my two girls, reading poetry and tales of far-off places to them. I hoped that one day, they would want to do this on their own. Now they are grown, and they have.
Thank you so much for the friendly reminder - Kelly.
Take care - Dave

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thank you most kindly, Dave!

[Einstein Noodle]

well done Ms. Kelly! i enjoyed the imagery, story telling and the close warmth of dead poets read ... lovers on laps .. especially like the e.e. cummings and your lines
"who wrote about the rain with all its obscurities
having such small hands." way to weave Legs! don't know how i missed this one but so glad now i did not :)
E.

[Kelly Scheppers]

What a delightful surprise, you quoting me! How thrilled am I? Thank you, Gene!

[Einstein Noodle]

i really like those lines ma'am .. Happy Fourth .. it's 7:30 PM Ozark time and Mother Nature hs jumped the gun and blasted away all competition with earth shaking thunder bumbles and ethereal lighting .. poor Mr. Beauregard is beside himself as always during such carryings on .. peace and love
E.

[Senu Jayasinghe]

Oh this makes me long for something like this. Being in the presence of your love safe and content.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thank you, Senu! Good to meet you!

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree dead men poetry can kill the moment. Unless Bukowski. Hello dear Kelly. I hope you are doing well and enjoying life. Thank you dear friend for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

[Kelly Scheppers]

One of my favorite quotes is by Bukowski. Thank you for gracing me with your kindness, John!

[Coyote Poetry]

Was my pleasure dear Kelly and you are welcome.

[Daz]

Excellent poem honoring some of our great poets. Nicely written.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thank you most kindly, Jodash!

[Dave Brown]

It is unfortunate that too many dead men have their offerings even that much more appreciated after they have gone on their way.
If they do look down on us, I am sure this beautiful piece would bring many a smile of appreciation.

[Kelly Scheppers]

What a lovely thought to bestow upon me. Thank you, Dave!

[Travis Gibson (poetic h..]

Beautiful and multidimensional... had to read it twice! Very well done! And the title is the perfect hook!