I write words. You know this. Thousands of words by now, acres of words were they planted like seeds, fields of these that bloom, and spring forth flowers of a certain hue. What I hope, what I wonder, if it’s known they are all for you? Give me the gift of language, five hundred dialects and their intricacies, one thing would emerge, one truth above all, they carry your name, they sing your grace.
Wonderful how Tyler is sharing with us who the words are for. And, as the Haiku tells us, we get much more than words.
As a poet who publishes either on the Internet or in book form or in recitals, you are surely always going to invite and motivate an audience to share their experience. We not only,”read to know we are not alone,” (C.S. Lewis) but also express ourselves to know we are not alone.
Here in three Tanka, is my take how I see this working:
An image of Johnny Appleseed came to mind when I read this! I haven't thought of that legend probably since I was a child. We all sow something - just passing on the street with a smile, a kind word to someone suffering. But Tyler, your gift is unique in that it is a painted picture, a sculpture in words, a dance found in your soul that you share with us. Thank you.
Love this one ❤️
Wonderful how Tyler is sharing with us who the words are for. And, as the Haiku tells us, we get much more than words.
As a poet who publishes either on the Internet or in book form or in recitals, you are surely always going to invite and motivate an audience to share their experience. We not only,”read to know we are not alone,” (C.S. Lewis) but also express ourselves to know we are not alone.
Here in three Tanka, is my take how I see this working:
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I am an empath
therefore emotions run high
I feel many things
and tame this chaos with words
trying to make sense of it
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once the words are there
I play with them ensuring
that they make good sense
to then share them with others
and capture their take on them
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poems I present
then are no longer just mine
and become ours
to play tango-like with them
and deeply enrich us all
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Words: your currency
You enrich our lives with them
Energy gifted;
Energy received
We see ourselves in your words
A mirror for souls.
An image of Johnny Appleseed came to mind when I read this! I haven't thought of that legend probably since I was a child. We all sow something - just passing on the street with a smile, a kind word to someone suffering. But Tyler, your gift is unique in that it is a painted picture, a sculpture in words, a dance found in your soul that you share with us. Thank you.