Wednesday, 29 August 2012

It Matters To Me

So this is something that has been drifting around in the back of my mind for a while. I hope you enjoy it.


It Matters To Me

People ask me about poetry
“What’s the point?”
“It’s a waste.”
“They make no sense.”
So I’ll try to explain
How, who, what, where, when, why
Why they matter, they matter to me.

Paintings can be seen
A sonata can be heard
A dessert can be tasted
And a sculpture can be touched
Yet poetry does not appeal to the senses
It is something that you know
Stirring the emotions
Letting them bubble and froth and soar
Raising them up and then sending them tumbling down
Pain and anger, laughter and love
Forming human connections
This is how I feel, who I am, what I think
And now I’ve shared it with you in the hope that you will feel the same
And if you find something different in it, a message that reverberates for you
Then that is amazing too.
Reaching out to those I love and others I don’t even know
Stretching the imagination to the limit
Crafting words and playing with language
For the sheer acapurble of it
The k’nack, the oiyr and gazoosh
Simply because I can.
In the hope.
That it means something.
To you.


 

9 comments:

  1. BEAUTIFUL and EPIC answer to those poor people who have no clue. This poem tells the truth so brilliantly about what poetry is. :D I really like how you put it: "Stirring the emotions
    Letting them bubble and froth and soar
    Raising them up and then sending them tumbling down
    Pain and anger, laughter and love
    Forming human connections"

    BRAVO Octaboona! *hugs tight* It is wonderful to read soem of your poetry again! I LOVE IT! <3

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  2. AND THAT is why you're the Purple Poet. :)

    Merherherher I feel all inspired and stuff now. xD

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  3. This

    Just...this.

    Octa, this is gorgeous. So potent and powerful and brilliant.

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  4. This comment is for Rosella cause I know she is going to be here to read this splendid poem.
    ROSELLA! *hugs* Miss you my friend! Email me when you can.
    kallistapendragon@yahoo.com


    Thanks Rosie! *hugs*

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    1. Hello Kallista and Octa! I’m sorry I haven’t been on in so long, I have had schoolwork to do… even now I am waiting for my white-out to dry so I can write an Italian speech…

      Anyway, Octa, your poetry is a beautiful as always. This poem is splendid! We can always rely on you to make moving poetry. Bravo!

      ~hugs both of them~ I'll see you both soon. I’ll try to get on when I can! :D

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    2. Oh, I forgot. Here is my email, if you like. I'll email when I can, my friend!
      RosellaEmbers@y7mail.com

      ~hugs~ See you soon!

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  5. Wow, Octa, I definitely don't read your poetry enough...

    ... and then I come back and find this amazing poem! :) Really, just awesome. God, I love poetry sometimes more than prose, and you just somehow... captured it's essence. In a poem.
    It definitely does mean something to me.
    Bravo!

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  6. That was awesome.
    And... It's exactly truthful too.

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