Just a Girl Lost 2

Just a girl lost~ Here I share bits & pieces of me, in poetry, prose, music & posts from writers who inspire me.


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I am a poet

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They say

all poets

at some point

in time

possess and express

in overabundance

one or two

or three or four

of the traits listed

below:

Moodiness

Instability

Insanity

Eccentricity

and

all poets

are very:

Selfish

Idealistic

Intense

Impulsive

Cynical

Morose

Emotional

and

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and

if it’s true

And

you have these traits

And you live poetry

you might be a poet

Depending upon

the interpretation,

it’s not a bad thing

and

I might be a poet,

too

though

I live in the same world as you

Poetry is my favorite addiction/meditation/recreation/Re-Creation

I adore exploring every beautiful place

in a poet’s universe

I am a poet,

but only in spirit

I’m not like you

You are one of the chosen few

Whose words speak to my heart’s most hidden parts

I cannot pen my adoration to the ones I adore

as elegantly as you do

So, I carry you with me

I invite you into my most secret place

beneath an ancient oak

whose massive branches hang like arms

forming a cradle covered by a canopy of leaves

It’s my secret room I want to share with you

I gently lay you down on a bed of of grass

next to me as I sit in the sacred silence

I open your pages

I read your poems

Your magic is who you are

You paint in colors

that never existed before

Yes, you are a poet

You often lie between the pages

of Sylvia Plath

and Rossetti

or Robert Frost,

as Bukowski

flutters in the wind,

waiting impatiently

for me to finish

I read your last word

I let you slip away into the pages of places

I can only see in the dreams you write for me

I wait to once again taste your poetry

for I am a poet too, in spirit

and

I’m in love

with every poet and poem

whose kindred words

have touched my shore

~

©justagirllost2


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You can tear a poem apart ~ Dylan Thomas

 

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You can tear a poem apart to see what makes it tick…. You’re back with the mystery of having been moved by words. The best craftsmanship always leaves holes and gaps… so that something that is not in the poem can creep, crawl, flash or thunder in.

~ Dylan Thomas

~Dylan Thomas, Poetic Manifesto, 1961

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©justagirllost2


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It Isn’t Just His Words

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It’s

his seeking soul

his speaking bold

his wondering heart

his curious mind

his spirit sublime

all that he is

sets him apart

~

His undying

passion

for living life

for giving love

there’s no man 

like him

~

He’s

an idealist filled

with openness

A realist holding

cynical views

of experiences

tried and true

~

He

has a spark

a power

an aura

made of things

unheard

unheld

by the rest

has an

undefinable

untenable

undeniable

charm and fire

and

I adore

every

thought

word

silence

and unforgettable

piece of him

~

 

©justagirllost2

*image from Pinterest


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4 Fabulous New Year Quotes ~

“The object of a New Year is not that we should have a new year. It is that we should have a new soul and a new nose; new feet, a new backbone, new ears, and new eyes. Unless a particular man made New Year resolutions, he would make no resolutions. Unless a man starts afresh about things, he will certainly do nothing effective.”

G.K. Chesterton, A Chesterton calendar

 

“Hope
Smiles from the threshold of the year to come,
Whispering ‘it will be happier’…”

Alfred Tennyson

 

“For last year’s words belong to last year’s language
And next year’s words await another voice.
And to make an end is to make a beginning.”

(Little Gidding)”

T.S. Eliot

 

“Live the full life of the mind, exhilarated by new ideas, intoxicated by the Romance of the unusual.”

Ernest Hemingway

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happynewyear

©justagirllost2