It’s difficult sometimes to spell in words
The heart of all those thoughts we deeply feel
But I must try, for you have kindly stirred
My soul with honesty and thoughts surreal
Once I assumed a friend is one we meet
Then learn to cherish, love and trust with time
But I have known a friendship, rich and sweet
Nurtured by the magic of a rhyme
A poet’s heart is more than flesh and blood
It sees beyond perimeters of sight
It races at the mention of a word
Defining it within the dead of night
I’ve held you close to me within a pen
Yet felt you tear the longing from my chest
By words that you have woven in a poem
To strike the chord of grief and tenderness
You, my friend, have taught me how to fly
To scoff at fear wielding its scornful threat
You, my friend, have taught me how to cry
And how to dance and twirl and pirouette
Anticipation wakes with me at dawn
It trembles in each moment’s soft embrace
For who can know the poem your whispers spawn
Beneath the touch of lips in cyber-space
It’s difficult sometimes, to spell in words
Thoughts too profound for letters formed in ink
But in night’s deepest quiet I have heard
A tiny glimpse of what you feel and think
So in this Christmas season I extend
A prayer to you for happiness and cheer
Merry Christmas, my dear poet-friends
God bless you now and through the coming year
Janet
If you visit this blog faithfully you are a poet at heart
And I want to say thank-you for your love and your time,
For your words of encouragement, for your acceptance of rhyme,
Thank-you for your friendship in blog-sphere
Merry Christmas to you
And a Happy New Year!
Janet, this poem moved me deeply. I feel quite the same as you do. We ARE friends here in the blogosphere. We get to know one another perhaps deeper than people we see on a daily basis, through the depth of our words. You ARE my friend, Janet; and I am yours. I treasure that (and your poetry). Merry Christmas, Janet.
ReplyDeleteMary, I have some most treasured friends that I have never met and likely never will.
ReplyDeleteWe know each other because of the vulnerability which poetry reveals.
Yes, I treasure these friendships and I surely treasure you. May the approaching year be filled with the love of old friends and the joy of new...
Blessing and Peace from our house to yours!
Friendship is always to be cherished forever.
ReplyDeleteWords even few never fail to convey the feelings :)
Blessings received and appreciated, Janet!
ReplyDeleteYour poetic gift is only surpassed by your humility. I wish the loveliest Christmas to you and yours!
ReplyDeleteBeyond Horizon. THANK-YOU for you friendship and your thoughts.
ReplyDeleteHave a Merry Christmas!
Violet, your kindness has touched me so many times. Thank-you for your words and for being a dear poet-friend.
God bless you and yours this Christmas.
p.s. I read your haiku at least three times. Beautiful!
Oh, this is very touching, Janet. I feel the same way - as we are expressing ourselves more deeply than we do in our day to day life, I think my poet friends online know me better than many real-time acquaintances. This is a lovely gift to give to poets at this time of year. Beautiful!
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