Poem of Love by blogbucket.org
The fountain of creativity
slows to a trickle
Poems lay fallow in neglected notebooks.
The pen was capped,
until the blogosphere curtains parted
and a sign indicated
"Poets - This Way".
Up and down the blogroll I galloped,
gobbling morsels of wit and wonder
that made me smile,
then sent me back to the barn
to ponder, and put pen to paper
Tentatively, I offered two or three
and, amazingly, some of you came to read,
and leave encouraging comments.
Instead of sitting in a book, unread,
my words were being absorbed and understood
by new close friends from far away,
who came back the next day
just to see what I might say.
The fountain was replenished.
The poems queue in my brain.
And 'thank you' is not nearly big enough to say
for the gift of writing you all have given me
simply from knowing
that you are reading
on any given day.
-for the three year celebration of dVerse, a poets pub staffed by poets with big hearts, who speak with encouraging words. And to thank all of my readers, who gift me more than you will ever know, simply by reading, and appreciating, sharing and understanding.