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Monday, August 14, 2017

Words ~ A Poem

Dear Sillies,

I'm always thinking of you. Though I wrote this for a friend who's not well enough to utilize the social media, I know that a lot of you (and your loved ones) are battling conditions over which you have little or no control. That said, I hope this poem provides spiritual warmth and comfort. It's my intent, though words are so limiting. And that's kinda the point of my poem.

Also, this is the first (non-erotic) poem I've written in years. Naughty rhyme is much easier for me. 

Anyway, take gentle care of yourselves.
 
                                             dried roses, my coffee table centerpiece

With wholehearted sincerity:


If words were verbs, this verse would serve

To spin plight into light like you deserve.

To trade the pains and strife you bear

With regained faith in life that’s fair

Erase all portions of your toll

Embrace and restore your gracious soul.

If words could expel your gravest fears

They’d repel what plagues you

And those you hold dear.

Inject youthful zest and the same flashing spark

That helped move you through

Past patches of dark.

They’d kill the ills and cease the disease.

Fill you with seamless steam, thrill, and ease.

If words could convey your out-of-sight worth

They’d bathe you in every last diamond on earth.


Words: they can blast, pop, and pound

And yet not make a sound.

They can crowd real loud

When there’s no one around.

Yet in times of travail

When hours require fight

Words, flail, fail, and 
duck out of sight.

They can’t serve as elixirs

Or tenderize the gruff

But they’ll render an

“I love you.”

I wish that was enough.


Robyn Alana Engel 8.17

43 comments:

  1. Heart balm and solace spill generously from your words. Thank you. And best wishes for your friend.

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    1. EC, I often study your words - you find and create magic with them ("heart balm," "solace spill...").

      You're welcome and Thank YOU.

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  2. I kept waiting for dongs and sex but you did it, you made it through an entire poem without erotic imagery. It's really good. I enjoyed this poem and I think you would make an excellent rapper. I liked that you messed with font size to make a point too. Here's hoping your friend took the message to heart.

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    1. Nailed it, did I? Smiles. Thank you kindly, PVP. I haven't sent it to my friend yet - I'm going to do something special (an attempt at art and framing) first. It was supposed to be a bday gift, but the bday past. So glad it's been received well here.

      Do you have to do back flips and spit and curse and stuff to be a rapper? I'm good with the cursing, but not the other two.

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    2. oops, it's "passed," right? I get that one mixed up sometimes.

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  3. This brought tears to my eyes--wonderful words, but love is even more important and your love and care shine through your words.

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    1. When I inspire laughter or (better yet) tears, it's the ultimate compliment. Wholehearted gratitude, Sage.

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  4. Sure will help lift up one and all, as you did it at your hall. Words can help, but sometimes we sure have to push through when the crap hits the fan.

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    1. We sure do need to keep pushing through - and in those times, we have no energy for the pushing. Somehow we make it through.

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  5. It's a brilliant poem. The sort that I'd love to receive.

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    1. Please, Treey, consider it received.
      Gratitude.

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  6. Indeed - sometimes a hug says more than any words can. Are you a hugger, Robyn?

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    1. I am indeed a hugger, GB. I hope you are too. It'd be nice to exchange a hug with a thoughtful ape like yourself someday.

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  7. This is beautiful, Robyn. Wonderfully done. Wishing you all good things.

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    1. I'm flattered, Connie. Thank you, and all of life's best to you as well.

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  8. Beautifully written Robyn. I am fortunate to be healthy at the moment. Your love goes a long way in the world to help those in less fortunate positions. Thank you.

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    1. I hope so, Jono.
      Thank you and you're welcome, my friend.

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  9. This is beautiful đź’–Thanks for sharing it!

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  10. Coming from someone with a chronic illness and who lives with kidney disease and God knows what else, sometimes being there and an I love you is enough.

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    1. I'm glad, because sometimes (often, actually - much more often than we'd like) it's all we have to give. Since I can't be there with you, I hope this poem is enough.
      Love you.

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  11. so heartfelt and powerful. Words can do the job, actions too. And by writing this and sharing it on your blog, you show the kind thoughtful person you are. All the best to your friend. Share the comments, and big hugs

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    1. You always choose your words so thoughtfully, Joanne. I appreciate you.

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    1. I'm glad you like it, Stephen.
      Thank you, and you're most welcome.

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  13. After the weekend's events, that's a comfort to all of us, except the orange one.

    Love,
    Janie

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    1. Nothing is a comfort to the orange one.
      I'm glad this was timely for the rest, though.
      Love to you.

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  14. That was beautiful, Robyn. I'm sorry your friend is suffering right now and hope and pray things improve for them soon. Much love and hugs, my friend!

    Enjoy the rest of your week!
    Elsie

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    1. Thank you, dear heart.
      A great rest of the week to you too.
      Much love.

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  15. I liked your poem. Words can mean so much.

    Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

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  16. What a true beautiful gift!!! This was so nice Robyn.

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  17. This is a very beautiful poem. My sister in law has breast cancer and she is being brave. I may like to translate this poem and read it to her. Thanks for sharing.

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    1. I'm sorry to learn this, Munir. I'm touched that you may translate this for her. That means a lot. I'd love to see a translation.
      I'll keep her in my thoughts.
      Blessings.

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  18. I wish it was enough too.
    Beautiful Robyn.
    Beautiful sentiments in the notion of creating the poem too.

    xo

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  19. "I love you."
    Yeah, that's a pretty good start!

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  20. I'm late to the party, but on a day like this especially, I needed this. Not all is dark. There's still goodness in the world. We support each other, and we use our words to do so.

    Now then, back to using my words to describe the darkness in the world. (Ha!)

    Much love.

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    1. Aw, thank you, dear friend.
      There's so much goodness in the world - yet stupidity eclipses it.

      You know I love ya.

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