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Monday, September 23, 2013

The World Needs

The world needs
more people stopping to embrace
the poetry that exists--
swaying in silence
in the midst of noise & traffic.

The world needs more love letters
to console its loneliness--
written in cursive--
letters curving & stretching
to connect like a stream
of souls holding hands.

The world needs our rhythm
to join its own,
Our hearts to applaud together
and become loud enough
to pause a rushing crowd.

The world has more poetry
than it can love on its own,

and that's where we come in:

Down the aisle
To marry the art
that was meant for us...

To stand on its hills
and bathe in its sun

To dance with its meter

and proudly wear
its shawls of syllables

To run with the freedom of its verse

To love its warm breath
whispering around our minds

To swim with its bravery
when it rises like a wave

To pay attention when the sky
Wears a new dress

To thank the strong breeze
For passing through

The world needs us
to enter loyally into
its family
and take great care of it..


  1. the world needs less poets
    who only like the sound
    of their own voice...

    1. Yes, that, too! I hope you weren't implying that I am one of those poets, because I actually dislike my voice. Lol

      I was worried when I wrote this, that it would be misunderstood.

  2. Beautiful poetry. I guess the world doesn't need poets. But it's hard not to be one when you love the world, and want to honor, love it with words. I don't think the world minds.

    1. No, that's not what I'm trying to say at all. The world absolutely needs more poets, they see its beauty and love it. The beauty is the poetry. Maybe I need to rewrite

  3. There, I edited and reworded it a bit to make more sense.

  4. I do like your perceptions of what the world needs. And I love the concluding stanza.

  5. I am so in awe of your ability to poetically sing about everything in your world...I think we all need poets to remind us of the beauty of the simplest of creations. The power of water. The power of a touch, a word. Poets ground me.

    YOU touch me. Always speaking directly to me.


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