I have collection of the old Poets. I read them to motivate me to write. I believe we honor the Poets and Writers of the past by reading their words. Poem is excellent.
Coyote
What a great tribute to those whom we love. As I read your words, I visualized my favorite write, Emily Dickinson. She wrote 1775 poems, sadly only but a few were published prior to her death.
"We shall read them,
And feel them,
And they will still
Make us weep."
This is superb. Thank you for this.
Todd
And what a necessary and well written honor it is. Historical continuity has almost been entirely severed.
My favorite stanza:
Their thoughts
Sometimes meek,
To my heart they shall speak,
And the changes in me
Will most certainly
Run deep.
I cannot express my admiration for your convictions here, so instead I'd like to invite you to read Gracious Conversations, (On Emily Burns' profile) which I think you might like...it's about the same thing. If you like the link just drop me a message.
A thoroughly enjoyable read that brought warmth to my heart on this very weary day.
Although it is a lovely sentiment, sometimes I think your words fall a little flat, especially in the last stanza. The rhyme scheme is nice, but every so often I feel like you're forcing it a little. Otherwise, well done!
We have much to learn and appreciate from all the wonderful poets who have left their words behind for us to read and ponder. Your poem is a fine tribute! Sharon
Hello Imogean,
You have created a very nice work and I especially like the part,
"Their thoughts
Sometimes meek,
To my heart they shall speak,
And the changes in me
Will most certainly
Run deep."
I just can't get old Ben Jonson's poem, "Song to Celia" out of my mind. I suppose it is the undying romantic in me, even though he may have paraphrased parts of it from the love-letters of Philostratus. The music and the classical form still speak very eloquently, a frame of mind that is difficult to match. Love blooms eternally.
yes, our words wait in our future - to assist - or to destroy us, and for wordsmiths....their words do remain long after they're gone. Wonderful tribute.
The aim of life is to live, and to live means to be aware, joyously, serenely, divinely aware...
And this is why I write: AWARENESS... It is not in the moment that I tasted the delicacies of life .. more..