just a thought




On Writing

 

 

Writing

is words

spoken

in silence

upon a space

in order to be heard

for eternity. 

 

We all do it. 

 

We poets 

We authors

We diarist 

 

yearn to be noticed

in our quiet worlds

where we boldly post

in fear and trembling 

 

upon white pages of untouchables

 

reachable to the world of names

 

hidden from view 

 

behind images profiled

 

to keep us safe 

 

as we 

 

dare to speak at the lectern 

 

exposing

 

our 

 

truths

or lies

 

forever...

 





Poetry by Kathy Lockhart
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Written on 2016-10-09 at 05:41

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Phyllis J. Rhodes
This is an award winner. Somehow this must reach a wider audience. I am not demeaning poetbay or its writiers in any way. I love this place. But this so perfectly states what happens here I wish the world of poets who post on line could read this.
2016-10-24


Dead Poet The PoetBay support member heart!
ml;
2016-10-22


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Writers have the power - to inform - miss inform
Writers of the past - wrote of the future. That future
is hear right now. I wonder what those writers would say
now. They left that to us , the writers , who write of and of to day!
Ken
2016-10-16


Dead Poet The PoetBay support member heart!
I love it.
2016-10-13


Ashe The PoetBay support member heart!
Perfect.
Ashe
2016-10-10



Like Dylan said A poet is a naked person
2016-10-10


Nancy Sikora The PoetBay support member heart!
This is so true. You've caught it exactly.
2016-10-09



I love the paradox of boldly posting in fear and trembling! It rings true. And it quite often does take a whole lot of courage to "dare to speak at the lectern" ... I enjoyed this exploration of the craft of writing, simultaneously tentative and definite. Thank you for posting it!
2016-10-09


Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
So true. I think if there were no poets then our societies would have no soul. No-one to speak out, encapsulate a time, make us think or just make us smile. What you write matters Kathy.
2016-10-09


Bibek
True words. :)
2016-10-09


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Writers , like us , crave to be read , and appreciated.
Ken ;) :)
2016-10-09