Ars Poetica
My poem can be whatever it wants to be
Free to sing
Free to laugh
Free to cry
Free to rhyme
Or not to rhyme
My poem is free and can be whatever it wants to be
Out of darkness it shines
Like a bright star
On sunny days
It dances with shimmering waves
At sunset
It joins the birds in birdsong
On a rainy day
It marvels at raindrops
Sliding down the window
In sleepy rivulets
Or stopping
As precious pearls from heaven
On flower petals and green leaves
My poem can be whatever it wants to be
But it must be free
Free to sing a sad song
Or a happy tune
Or even a silly one
Such good fun
In form
Or no form, like this one
Yet sprinkled with poetic dust
My poem can be whatever it wants to be
But sing it must.
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© 2014 Irina Dimitric
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How utterly delightful!
Oh thank you so much, Doug. I was eagerly awaiting your verdict. I’ll be sleeping well tonight. 🙂
I agree, Doug. 🙂 I’ll actually write when I get new glasses and hopefully can see other than this fuzziness. Maybe it’s called blurry?
Very beautiful. Great job!
Thank you so much, David. I’m really glad you like it.
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I ditto Doug and David.
Thank you so much, Pam.
So sweet, Irina! Bring on the carefree attitude 🙂
Thanks, Christy. From time to time, when I need cheering up, I write light-hearted poetry. 🙂
“As precious pearls from heaven
On flower petals and green leaves”
Beautiful poem my friend!
Thank you so much, Maxima. 🙂
Absolutely beautifully written!
Thank you so much, Zara. 🙂
This one really stands out, dear Irina… I loved it and the way you ended it is almost perfect.
Best wishes, Aquileana 😛
Thank you so much, dear Aqui, I’m quite pleased with this one too.
Hugs 🙂 Irina