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.
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Your friend in poetry, Susan
FEATURED POEM
This is my submission towards the featured poems section. Looking forward to tips and comments for betterment. Hope all who read this gets a piece of me through my pen. Everyone who enjoyed this poem can read more of mine at http://www.myverseworld.poetry.blog 😊😊
The poem:
Tied up in unseen chains,
Under this waning moon,
With the deserted, dry winds,
Where did my tears drift?
My lips – dry, chapped, bleeding
But a heart is injured, deep.
Where to carry this burden to?
Screams, tears, blood….
I am the music, I am the howl,
That pierced through silent nights.
I am the wine, I am the blood,
Of the grails that turned graves.
Again, I pull on these chains.
No! I can’t be free again!
My hands did bleed to quench my thirst.
It falls into the parched throat of earth.
Silence, silence….
That drinks my life.
The dark moonless nights,
That rest in my blue eyes.
I am dying alive, in this chain.
Is there a saviour nearby?
Only my muted screams,
On the walls of this silent night.
A raven, voiceless now.
I see him on the scaffold.
Tranquil, like the fading life.
Would you hear this silence?
The nights continue,
Without a pause, the absence of words.
And at last, a ray did shine.
When the embers died……
Somewhere deep in my soul……