Welcome to my Poet Lady Chat Room. I would like to invite you to click on the chat box and type in a question, a suggestion, submit a poem, in other words – “chat with me.” I may, if you submit a poem, decide to feature it in my Poem of the Week section or, we may simply exchange ideas and suggestions about your poem.
This is a place to “talk” poetry with someone who has loved it all her life. I have a true passion for the possibilities of poetry and would love to hear your thoughts and/or read your poem. I will be happy to offer my reaction to your work and, based on over 40 years of teaching poetry, organizing, and conducting poetry workshops, working as a book review editor for an international poetry magazine, authoring five books of poetry and two textbooks on teaching poetry, send along my thoughts on ways to make your poem stronger and more impactful.
If you’re on my site, you have a connection to poetry. Feel free to connect with me – right here -right now, by typing your message into the “chat box” and clicking send. I’m waiting…
Your friend in poetry, Susan
FEATURED POEM
I am a part of your unforgettable memory,
Waiting for someone to pave the way is time in vein,
Be your own knight in shining armour to get away.
Most senseless things starts to make sense when in love,
Loosing it takes all the sense away as it was never the one .
Everything sounds like a melody when in love
It hurts when the melody itself could not be heard.
Sooth like northern lights,
Without it even the yellow light makes us cry.
Darkest nights seems star lit with one’s presence ,
Makes it difficult to see the brightest moon when one flees.
Makes rainbow appear even in the worst of storm,
Leaves with the fear of even the lightest gust .
It provides the fun one gets in bookclub,
When leaves takes the fond of books and the club.
Loving someone is easy ,than getting loved
Before loving someone love yourself first.
Beauty Lies in the eyes of beholder,
Leaves us empty even to look that way.
As leisurely it feels,
It makes you bleed.
It feels like spring when it hits,
And leaves us colder like winter breeze.
It comes faster ,than it can leave
It’s all gloomy in the start,
gets grey when it blows.
It’s not something to be concurred ,
It is to be felt.
It hurts to face the reality,
Thats why Imaginations are all we want to believe in.
With time it all starts to struck,
That you were the only one who ever loved,
Difference is almost next to none.