Once upon a time, I wrote poetry!
Somewhere deep inside my #LetsDiscuss2020 #DiscussionSunday post about my regimen vs. impulse posting, I posed the question if anyone thought it might be fun for me to post some of my poetry here on my blog. Well, a couple of people showed interest, and the rest of you can just click on by if you aren’t poetry people (I promise, I won’t be the least bit offended)! These were written between 1976 and 1978!
So, forgive me – I was very young!
Noah
Standing at the sea’s edge
playing to himself
a crowd listens.
Standing, while watching
the world continue
he stops to listen
One woman laughs
a warmed sound
of another day
One person sighs
a colder feeling
of a known change.
Upon waters he sails
with a treasure of nature;
Upon a stool he plays
with the nature of truth.
Subway
Wandering empty, along still hallways
a reflection in a clear glass comes alive.
Towards me, he turnspast me, he looks.
Sailing quiet, through silent tunnels
the reflection stands alone.
Small blossoms, he holds;
my vision, he takes.
Leaving swift, out iron doors
a reflection fades softly; until a new reflection
in a clear glass, lives again,
again.
© Davida R. Chazan – all rights reserved. (These poems were published in the 1978 “Dudes” Magazine at Oakton Community College, Des Plains, Illinois.)
This is a fabulous haiku!
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Well, it isn’t technically Haiku, but thanks.
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Very nice, especially the 2nd
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LOVE these lines: Upon a stool he plays
with the nature of truth.
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Thanks…
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Lovely Davida! 🙌
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