Iambs and pentameters. Melody, rhythm and rhyme. Poetry are words which dance on a page. Or, in the heart. And sometimes, they flow from the mouth and pierce others’ minds with notions…and thoughts…and lessons…ideas…and on…and on…and on.
Poetry is what I do when I am not physically dancing, singing, drawing, or playing a musical instrument. In other words, if I’m not dancing, then I’m probably, singing. If I’m not singing, then I’m probably, reading, writing, reciting, or thinking about… a poem.
You may wonder why I like poetry so much. For now, the answer to that question is simple: I don’t know why. But I can tell you that poetry is to me what music is to dance, what peanut butter is to jelly, and what ham is to burger. I love poetry, and I thank God for giving mankind the ability to create poetry.
I want to share with you some of my favorite poems featured at the GoodPoetry Journal at http://www.GoodPoetry.org. Click the following links to hear and read them.
And before you go, please tell me what do you like about poetry? Who are your favorite poets? And, what are your favorite poems? Please feel free to post them on this blog.
- “On Being Brought from Africa to America” by Phillis Wheatley
- “Thank God for Little Children” by Frances E. W. Harper
- “I had not time to hate because” by Emily Dickinson
- “He Had His Dream” by Paul Laurence Dunbar
- “I Hear America Singing” by Walt Whitman
- “Hope is the thing with feathers” by Emily Dickinson