One must make a distinction however: when dragged into prominence by half poets, the result is not poetry, nor till the autocrats among us can be “literalists of the imagination”—above insolence and triviality and can present for inspection, imaginary gardens with real toads in them, shall we have it.

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

A Gift

For many of us, this is the season of giving. I think of poetry as a gift, a way to express our soul, a hidden language,  a way to paint with words.  Here it saysPoetry  is lofty thought or impassioned feeling expressed in imaginative words. I love the take on this word.  

I was wrapping some Christmas gifts and thought of our prompt.  For me, nature is a huge muse, a gift. I always find inspiration, when I go for a walk. The wardrobe of the season is constantly changing.  There is so much visual poetry in our lives. I want you to pen a poem, using a form of visual beauty that speaks to you, as your own personal gift. Or you could share how the gift of poetry arrived in your world.  I don't mean the first rhyming poem in elementary.  I mean the first poem you read that meant something to you, felt like a secret language, only you understood.  Or you can do both, the choice is yours.   Think of it as a little gift.


Kerry O'Connor said...

What a lovely idea, Ella. My first poetry book was The Fireside Book of David Hope 1972 (I was still counting my age in single digits). I have it right here on my shelf... Let me see: Betjeman, Noyes, de la Mare's Scarecrow... but my favourite was Tennyson's poem, The Brook. I would read it out loud ad nauseum, just loving the refrain: For men may come and men may go/ But I go on forever.

Great challenge!

Susie Clevenger said...

Sunrise has always brought me such joy..I have posted a poem titled Ode to Sun's Joy.

Marian said...

oh what a beautiful prompt, ella. thank you for the chance to be introspective.

Ella said...

Thanks everyone! Kerry, I now have to read that poem :D Beautiful!
I love that you can name your first poetry book! Thank you~

Susie-I will come by and read your joy!

Marian-Thank you, I look forward to hearing your reflection.

For me, e e cummings struck a cord, but the poem that I remember leaving a large impact,with me was:
"I wandered Lonely as a Cloud"~
William Wordsworth

Laurie Kolp said...

Nature always inspires me, so thanks Ella!

Mary Mansfield said...

Great prompt today! Looking forward to checking out everyone's poems.

Mary said...

This was a nice prompt to think about Ella! Poetry is a wonderful gift!

Fireblossom said...

Excellent prompt!

Grace said...

Lovely prompt ~ thank you ~

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Cool prompt, Ellie.

Anonymous said...

I posted a poem earlier today that has a 'gift' in it... will that do?

Amanda Trought said...

This is a great prompt, will give it some thought and be back!

Old Raven said...

I have left a plea for assistance ... so if there are WP bloggers out there I could really use some help. Thanks. I shall be back to read latter.

Ella said...

I love all of the poems you have shared! Touchstones of memories and fragments of thought portrayed in such a beautiful, unique gift!
Thank you for sharing and doing the prompt~ You all have found a way to express many emotions! I'm touched!

Mary Ann Potter said...

Gifts of word gems, all of these! I loved this prompt. Sometimes my writing is a little too philosophical. This helped enlarge my horizons! I'm enjoying the shared works so much!

Ella said...

Mary Ann-Your words took me home~

I can't thank you all enough, for the beauty and heart warming stillness you shared! xXx

Ella said...

Old Raven-so glad you joined in...I loved yours!

Amanda-Thank you for visiting me! :D

Turtlememoir-Yes, it was perfect!

Sherry-Thank you; it was so wonderful to read all of the great responses! :D

Thank you Grace!

Fireblossom-Thank you; now working on yours :D

Mary-Thank you; it really is! :D

MaryM-Thank you, I was amazed at the results!

Laurie-Me too! :D