An Ode to #Verselove Poets
Denise Krebs
Wow!
Powerful!
Beautiful!
Lovely!
To my friends:
When I write these words it doesn’t mean
I don’t love your poems,
that I’m not truly touched.
I am.
To myself:
But come on, Denise,
that’s all you write.
You are 62 years old.
Learn some precise language
for speaking about what you mean.
How about using a thesaurus?
Try…
striking
compelling
convincing
aced spelling
revealing
healing
appealing
got me dealing with my own feelings
reflecting
connecting
respecting
collecting
wisdom from you, my mentors
exposing
imposing
disclosing
composing that closing
With your words
my soul you’re jabbing
my heart you’re stabbing
my mind you’re grabbing
my eyes I’m dabbing
Your poems are cathartic
for the arctic
sea in me
reminding me of open wounds
yet to be restored when
given your remedy
Note from Denise about the poem: Finally, I thought this Blitz poem said a lot about what had happened over the month for me about how important the community who had read my poems had become. It was healing and comforting during a difficult time to laugh and cry with these special people. It also is a shout-out to Glenda Funk who taught me about the Blitz back on Day 2, Glenda, who I met the month before during the Slice of Life blogging challenge and had encouraged my participation. (She still remains a faithful reader of my blog on the Tuesday Slice of Life stories challenge. What a gem she is!)