Sometimes life hits you right on the head,
like that acorn that fell from the big oak tree in my backyard,
and then you know you’re still alive.
— Mary, character from one of my stories
life
Advice to the Love Lorne: Begin a New Chapter
Appreciate those who eagerly
Await your return
Those whose wet noses
Press against your leg
And whose warm bodies
Find your sleeve.
Don’t lament those who deftly
Cast your feelings aside
In favor of a new town,
A new love, a new adventure
And wander out of your life
As easily as they broke in.
By Victoria Emmons
2011
Is Poetry Pathetic?
Some people do not understand poetry, much less poets. They say that poetry is pathetic, has no real meaning, and is nonsensical. But I disagree with the naysayers. They are simple minds with no depth. They have no way of knowing about the pleasures of poetry and the pleasures of poets.
The poetic mind is constantly filled with song…words that dip and dive into action at any moment. Poets are able to see life through the natural rhythm of words, no matter what language. From deep within, a poet is able to create a mood, a thought-provoking scene, a self-battle of tortuous dimension, a humorous spoof, a loving tribute. No matter what, the poet can carve words out of nothing. And do it over and over again every moment of every day.
Long live the poet!
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