~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~

[Pryde Foltz]

our swords pen the words that echo humanity

Tremendously eloquent write. Brava

[Frieda P]

Grazie mille Pryde.

[Lydia Shutter]

Beautifully expressed, Frieda. Just as the Velveteen Rabbit was not "real" till someone loved him, poems are somehow empty till they are shared...and someone besides the poet understands the emotion. I think most of my friends do not really like poetry at all, but they will read mine to placate me. When I post on a poetry site, I know other people will really "get" what I am saying. Yes, we might be in different geographic locations, but we have so much in common. It is as if we are breaking bread, you know it. A warm and wonderful write. Lydi**

[Frieda P]

Yes, I so get that 'placating' part....luckily we poets have other to lean on, thanks Lydi.

[ron]

Very nicely written. It does feel like that sometimes.

[Frieda P]

Thanks ron.

[ron]

You are most welcome Frieda XX

[Emerald Seas]

Why do I feel like I just sat in on a ceremony? The only thing missing are the robes and alter... oh, and maybe sacrifice during this time of year :)
Excellent poem, my friend!

[Frieda P]

Ha say three Hail Mary's....go in peace my friend. :-)

[Tam Warink]

I love the mix of centuries, Frieda. It's as though minds, separated by spans of time and place have conspired, knowingly or through some mystic revelations, to voice recognition of a common purpose and ritual. You've done well bonnie lass.. I the mouse, nibbling on your cheese. :)

[Frieda P]

Oh 'bonnie lass' I like that, thanks so much Tom :-)

[Butch Decatoria]

Great write, like the metaphor of wafting words, very nice...

[Frieda P]

Thanks PF, glad you enjoyed...

[icelandicblue]

This is a magnificent poem. We reveal ourselves in the written word and we are heard and understood. It is a powerful mode of communication and communion.

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

[Frieda P]

Thanks for this glowing review Anne, muchly appreciated.

[J. Kell]

This is so beautiful Frieda! "anointed in the realm of poetry we are connected
as ink scrawls across the pages into our hearts" this is so true and so wonderfully written :)

[Frieda P]

Thanks Justink, jazzed you enjoyed :-)

[Jack...]

There is so much good that comes from writing and reading poetry, I learn something new each day, a new style, a new word, a new form of phrasing and to me, that makes it something to hold on to, but never in a million years did I realize I would make so many good friends as I have being a poet here. Indeed we do share, we share our hearts, our love, our dislikes and our crazy out of the box moments that would make many scartch their heads in disbelief. And for this, for you Frieda, for everyone else on this site that I call friend...that is what poetry is all about to me. Your poem today has painted this same message in beautiful tones and wonderous visions, that always do truly amaze me. I just doesn't get any better than this.

[Frieda P]

Exactly my dear friend, I couldn't have said it better than you have aptly stated here, we're a quirky bunch but I'd not have it any other way, thanks so much Jack, always appreciate your kind words and friendship.

[Sami Khalil]

"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"

A great poem with so much wisdom and truth relevant to us and this great craft...You are echoing humanity too with every write...

[Frieda P]

Thanks Sami, you humble me with your kind words. :-)

[Sami Khalil]

My pleasure...Any time...:).....