Gravity

A poem fell

in the world today,

       it didn’t make a sound

 

Its gentle wisdom

touched no one,

       for no one was around

 

Its imagery and metaphor,

its meter and its tone ~

       they lifted no one’s spirit,

       for that poem was alone

 

When an earnest lyric echoes ~

into the blankness calls ~

gravity gains victory

       each time a poem falls.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Gleb Zavlanov]

Simply fantastic! Very simple, yet brilliant, with a great theme. I loved all of it.

[Rita L. Sev]

Thank you so much, Gleb!

[Devesh]

I simply love this one. It is beautiful, for all of its simplicity. I found these lines especially beautiful:

"they lifted no one’s spirit,
for that poem was alone"

Thanks for sharing! =)

[Rita L. Sev]

Thank you, Devesh, for reading and commenting. Happy you enjoyed this!

[Devesh]

You're most welcome, Rita. :)

[Sami Khalil]

I think this is your one of your best Rita if not the best. A wonderful poem indeed...:)...................

[Rita L. Sev]

Thank you, Sami. So glad you liked this...

[Sami Khalil]

Good job. You are welcome...:)....................

[icelandicblue]

This is lovely Rita. I like the idea of a poem quietly falling due to the pull of gravity. The writing process, the birth of a poem is very much like that.

[Rita L. Sev]

Thank you, Blue. Yes, some float gently, and others land with a resounding "thud!" :)

[Blue]

I love love love this! Unique and heartfelt, Rita. One of my favorites of yours.

[Rita L. Sev]

Thank you so much, Blue!

[Tate Morgan]

Hell this is the best work i have read in a yr or two

[Tate Morgan]

Your best work ever Id give it 110 if i could Im jealous so jealous lol damn it !!

[Rita L. Sev]

Thank you so much, Tate! :)

[Tate Morgan]

This time it was my pleasure I loved this one it has the classic feel of a immortal work

[Beccy]

Even in the silence there is an echo. Words, once freed from the mind will live forever.

Beccy.

[Rita L. Sev]

Thank you for this lovely comment, Beccy!

[Lydia Shutter]

Your gentle wisdom has reached across the computer screen to touch me with this one, Rita. It IS a victory each time a poem falls....each time the inspiration hits and we know where to place the words to get our point across. I really liked this one a lot. Lydi**

[Rita L. Sev]

Thank you so much, Lydi.

[Dhaye]

This is clever! Words spoken only to the walls without those ears to listen are useless. Writings without any reader are useless.
Nice analogy. Well-done, Rita.

[Rita L. Sev]

Perhaps, like water into concrete, they seep in slowly... Thanks, Dhaye!