~Communion of Poets

“I act as the tongue of you,
... tied in your mouth . . . . in mine it begins to be loosened.” 
― Walt Whitman

The spaces between us grow closer together

as your pen spills vital relevance unto the pages

wafting by in abundant grandeur

the scent is quite intoxicating

innate

lifeblood to fulfill our quill's revelry,

words that enchant and gratify to lift the spirits

hearts aglow or souls asunder

we split hairs and break bread

recompense to satisfy conscious

 yearnings

that which separates us makes us stronger

to share another moment in the life of

each and every poet who possesses the wherewithal 

to lay it on the line and communion with others

anointed in the realm of poetry we are connected

as ink scrawls across the pages into our hearts

bleeding emotions to join in our commandments of commonality

our swords pen the words that echo humanity

Author's Note

Reviews

[Angi]

I feel like I have just been knighted! The best thing about writing poetry is having someone get what I am saying and relate to it. There are so many people in my non internet life (almost all of them, in fact) who say the pretty things and pat me on the head when they read something I have written. It's in the eyes, though. When their eyes glaze over, I know they don't get it. I am so happy I have this place to share and whine and joke and cry and scream and remember in. So happy. Nicely done, Frieda. Angi~

[Frieda P]

Ha that pretty much makes you a Dame I think, but you were already in my eyes, and that's a good thing! Thanks Angi....

[Angi]

You are so welcome.

[Casey Haynes]

Would you disagree that this website does a similar thing? Almost all I've seen is people saying pretty things and patting each other on the back.

[Jack...]

Sir, can we keep this to one thread here. You don't need to slide up and down this comment board slicing and dicing as you go.

[Marie]

But isn't he right...?

[icelandicblue]

Perhaps we enjoy each other's poetry is that a bad thing? And really Marie, no it's not true- you say caustic things all the time but you also comment when you like something. And it seems our friend here only has negative things to say as he dances from poem to poem dropping little pithy bombs around the site. When I see a good critique from him based on details and expertise then perhaps his voice will have merit but for now he is just white noise looking to stir the pot and inflate his own ego. Let's have at it naysayer- show us what you've got to wipe those pretty words off our lips. Have a go I am not afraid of critique in fact I crave it. The question is are you the man for the job?

[Angi]

Casey, I just saw your comment on my review to Frieda. When I first joined Writer's cafe, I thought I was coming into a place that would provide me with hard critique. I soon found that the Cafe is more like a Poetic Facebook. People come here to share their work, meet people and hopefully make friends with like minded people. I tend to review what I like and I friend people I like to read. So, you may find a lot of pretty words because I genuinely like the piece. When I read and review a new poet, I always try to find something I like first. The topic, the form, flow, and fresh new ways to say something. I always let them know if I spot a mistake in punctuation or a mispelling, etc. I found out very early that some people are not here for hard critique. Some people get very upset by this. As you make friends here, you will start to learn who wants what in this wonderful place. I always try to keep an open mind when someone has some advice for me. I welcome constructive critisism on my work, always. If I am really in need of some real help or advice, I will ask for it in my authors notes. People will then feel more comfortable in stepping up and giving you what you want. If Poetic Facebook is not what you are looking for, you may want to rethink this place. Goodreads has a pretty good poetry group that has an offshoot group that will give you the hard critique you crave. If you want more info on that, send me a message. I hope this answers you question(s) up there. Angi~

[Misery]

Well said, dear poet.
When the Valley Of Ghosts reveals no escape it is the words of poets wide and far that leads me to a higher ground, a sunlit crest. Commonality offers much comfort for me. Thank you for framing this truth so eloquently, Frieda.

[Frieda P]

Thank you for your eloquent review my friend.

[Robbie~xoxo~]

Such a pristine write! I felt the glory of poetry throughout this piece.

"anointed in the realm of poetry we are connected

as ink scrawls across the pages into our hearts"~ Wonderfully penned!~xoxo~

[Frieda P]

Thanks my sweet friend, I had to do a double take at the avatar, always a surprise Robbie! xox

[Robbie~xoxo~]

I'm in costume....Happy Halloween! LOL ;D
I enjoyed reading this, Friedalicious. XXXX :)

[Frieda P]

Ahhh, would you like some Twizzlers little girl? ;-) xoxo

[Rob Santana]

I feel like I matter now after reading this piece. Even if I only make sense or matter to myself. It seems everyone around me outside of WC looks at me like some lunatic,(although that may be the case on a small scale) because I write. There are plenty of pieces I haven't posted probably due to criticism outside of WC. This is why I stay close to WC, it's where I fit in.

[Frieda P]

Seriously Rob, you afraid? Put it out there luv, just do it, we're all here for you....and of course you matter, a lot!

[DrD]

Ah, sweet damsel, shall it ever be
That hearts, like words, shall blend?
And in doing so, permit the soul to see
The passionate, though bloody pen . . . .

Couldn't help myself. Off my meds. Excellent work, Frieda. I mean that, absolute excellence.

[Frieda P]

Be still my heart, did you just write that? Thanks so much Dave.

[redzone]

what is poetry if not the artistic expression in words of multidimensional life as it springs from every pore of humanity... communication of asthetics, wonder and awe... sometimes poetry is like the cave painting of 32,000 years ago and 32,000 years from now we will write and paint and sing because we have to, because we can... these were some of the things I was thinking as I read your words Frieda... ~~redzone

[Frieda P]

Your review is poetry redzone, thanks so much.

[Dr. Wood ?]

well there is YOU...the Sibelius
and there is ME
ABBA

It's all poetry
especially THIS

[Frieda P]

Ha ABBA like the Swedish pop band?

[Dr. Wood ?]

exactly...you classical....ME POP

[Frieda P]

I think you can do it all luv!

[Dr. Wood ?]

Is that a royal decree....?

[Frieda P]

A royal somthing something, mostly a pain in the arse, all these rolling heads make a mess. haha ;-)

[Dr. Wood ?]

I'll get scribbling your majesty..Mine may not be a FINE head...but it IS mine, and I prefer it that way.....

[Frieda P]

Gotcha, carry on sir...............

[Dr. Wood ?]

I'm cheatin' now......getting the oldies out ....too much on to write new stuff.....well...almost too much

[Frieda P]

Cheating, you really should not tell the Queen that luv!!!

[Dr. Wood ?]

Hey..watch wot yor doin' wiv that axe...you could've had me head off

[Frieda P]

So no more cheating then doc, and I'll let ya slide this time ;-)

[Dr. Wood ?]

Her majesty showed me compassion
it must have been part of my ration
I'll go off to bed
and still keep my head
that's good because heads are in fashion

[Frieda P]

Ha you get extra points for rhyming, now go to sleep sir!

[Dr. Wood ?]

OK......he left the room bowing profusely and tripped up on his pyjama chord.....SHI................

[Frieda P]

Ha are those your feetie jammies with the trap door?

[Dr. Wood ?]

aha....TOO much information is bad for ya....g'nite your majesty

[Ken Simm.]

This is high poetry about poetry. Actually about writers of poetry. In line with Angi I find that most people take the easy way out when they look at art. "Oh very nice", or "that worked well" being the most common. To the point where I feel praised by a faint damn.
Well written Frieda.

[Frieda P]

You humble me sweet Ken, thanks so much.

[Angel]

People with poetry in their souls...well, they are different from other people. They just don't "fit the mold"...
Here, on this site, we are able to commune, heart to heart...and we find that our differences melt away in the heat of our passion. As we share our deepest emotions in the words that we pen, we become as close as any family, ties forged not of blood...but of ink...

Okay, so it's a dysfunctional family....and we do have our black sheep, don't we? But then, what family is perfect?????

[Frieda P]

Ha so true Angel, sometimes dysfunctional still works, as we can all attest to here. ;-)

[Rita L. Sev]

There is no distance between one poet's soul and another... what a lovely ode to this communion you have given us, Frieda.

It is a family which I am so blessed to have found. :)

[Frieda P]

Amen to that, thanks Rita. :-)

[Diana]

"innate lifeblood" "hearts aglow or souls asunder" Two of my favorite lines...
You've captured a strong sense of community.

Your talk of breaking bread, communion, and commandments belies an innate spirituality and connection to other writers. Precisely connective imagery... :)

[Frieda P]

Thanks Diana, jazzed you enjoyed. :-)