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The Heart
Usually colored a bright red
shaped simply symmetrically
symbol of adoration,
as to be beloved
on every 14th of Feburary.
Filled with compassion, desire,
and hope.
We all want to come home to our hearts,
to make sure we care about what truly matters.
It beats in unison within every living thing
the minute we enter this life.
Let us remember
we all have only one heart.
Let us remember that it can become
broken at times.
But that love will always heal it.
So much resides in our hearts.
We need to remember to be a kind host.
Share it, and always know,
as the great bard once wrote;
” My heart has rights over your heart.”
And when my heart leaps
it is when I see the greatness
in our humanity.
Let our hearts always be mindful
of the fact,
that we are all together
on the same pathway
coming home to our hearts.

Haiku – Poets
Poets
Poets gather here
under the tree of life
ONOMATOPOEIAS!
Here is an example of an onomatopoeia poem. I invite you to write one for Poem In Your Pocket Day.
Running Water
water plops into pond
splish-splash downhill
warbling magpies in tree
trilling, melodic thrill
whoosh, passing breeze
flags flutter and flap
frog croaks, bird whistles
babbling bubbles from tap
*This poem is by Lee Emmett from Australia
The Role of a Poet
Thinking of a few beloved poets: Emily Dickinson, Gwendolyn Brooks, Yeats, Poe, Christina Rossetti I continue to focus on the Role of the Poet and how I play that role.
Poemattic: Poetry and Art for the Soul
I often ask myself what is the role or job of the poet? Each time the response depends on what is happening in the world and in my personal life. I ask other poets the same question. Sometimes I wish I could ask my favorite poets, especially those who became well-known after they passed. I could imagine their reaction when they learn in their after life that people finally get and appreciate the poems they wrote.
As I pondered the question I went back to my collection of poetry books and looked for some insights. Inspired by poet’s biographies and other readings, I wrote a poem that hopefully answers the question. I mean if you have ever asked yourself what is the role of the poet.
The Role of the Poet
I believe the world needs a poet more today
It needed one yesterday as well
because a poet is…
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The Role of a Poet
I often ask myself what is the role or job of the poet? Each time the response depends on what is happening in the world and in my personal life. I ask other poets the same question. Sometimes I wish I could ask my favorite poets, especially those who became well-known after they passed. I could imagine their reaction when they learn in their after life that people finally get and appreciate the poems they wrote.
As I pondered the question I went back to my collection of poetry books and looked for some insights. Inspired by poet’s biographies and other readings, I wrote a poem that hopefully answers the question. I mean if you have ever asked yourself what is the role of the poet.
The Role of the Poet
I believe the world needs a poet more today
It needed one yesterday as well
because a poet is one to tells
truths we may not want to hear
a poet brings to light what is most dear
and helps us to face fear
A poet brings you back into your own life
and teaches you how to breathe in and out
in stillness and in meditation
while you listen carefully to your breath and heart beat
and to the divine explanation of why we are all here.
A poet is a little god
who soothes your soul
and lets you peek into life’s crystal ball
to see yourself for the very first time
A poet sings the songs that make the world go round
and says what matters in free verse or rhyme
a poet knows how to expertly use every utterance and sound
in alliteration or onomatopoeia or assonance
and when it comes to choosing
the right meter
who else can we possibly trust
It does not matter what form a poem takes
A poet must not mistake
an epic, a limerick or an ode
As long as a poet can bring back the spring
in the middle of winter.
A poet can make you sing
and help you see the purpose of a fly
and you can either believe every word
or decide to defy
its relevance or ambiguity
but we must admit the poet’s acuity
for words and how to use them in a soliloquy.
Being a poet is not an easy job
a poet can make you smile
or make your heart throb
A poet can also make you think
about so many things that need thinking
and when you don’t understand
the message it can really stink
but as for me
I still hope to be
a poet someday.
Thinking about the Poetry of Emily Dickinson
The Poets light but Lamps — (930)
The Poets light but Lamps —
Themselves — go out —
The Wicks they stimulate
If vital Light
Inhere as do the Suns —
Each Age a Lens
Disseminating their
Circumference —
My Mind
My mind drifts often
Like snow does in a winter storm
It takes short walks to get energized
When it returns
It reminds me of the sweet things in life
It does not allow me to think about the
Times of strife and suffering and of when
Sometimes my soul was not a soul
My mind escapes me occasionally;
It takes vacations to exotic places,
Where everyone is so relaxed,
They forget they exist.
What a wonderful feeling that can be sometimes.
My mind fills with imagination;
It questions the questionable;
It rejects the rejection;
Without exception.
My mind builds mountains
On the dessert.
Makes the moon smile sometimes,
And grows tiger lilies on the side
Of a lonely road to keep it company
My mind
Yes, it is quite unique
Inventive, and sometimes absent
From reality and the truth.
Thoughts on Poetry
“Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt,
and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen.”
– Leonardo da Vinci
“Love, the poet said, is woman’s whole existence.”
– Virginia Woolf
“Poetry, she thought, wasn’t written to be analyzed;
it was meant to inspire without reason, to touch without understanding.”
– Nicholas Sparks
“Poetry is Life; life is Poetry”
Melba Christie
Happy Birthday William!
Happy Birthday William!
by Melba Christie (c) 2014
Pardon me if I sound presumptuous
As I do not mean to be bold
Perhaps it is not proper of me
that I address you by your given name.
But I am honored if you allow me to do the same.
You see my seventh grade teacher is to blame
as she made it very clear
your poetry would become so dear
to all of us
She made a huge fuss
and made us memorize whole stanzas
and on your birthday every year
she would have what she called Shakespeare’s extravaganza
Also I feel I have known you all my life
you describe much of my strife
besides my father’s name was William too
and maybe this is why I could not help
but to be attracted to you
I never want to “speak an infinite deal of nothing”
I feel “the best is yet to come”
as I slowly but surely become
a poet to be followed
an honor I hope is bestowed
upon me before my death
“For in that sleep of death what dreams may come”
““True hope is swift, and flies with swallow’s wings.”
This is why I sing
today and everyday
“O wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful wonderful!
And yet again wonderful”
God knows I never want to be dull
So today, the 113th day, of this year 2014
and on the 450th anniversary of your birth,
I celebrate with great mirth
your sonnets most of all.
They taught me about the complexities of love
and how we fall
to romance, destiny from the heavens above.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY WILLIAM!
List of Sites about Shakespeare and his Works
http://www.williamshakespearefacts.net/list-of-shakespeare-sonnets.html
Let Poemattic know how you do on this Quiz.
http://www.theguardian.com/culture/quiz/2014/apr/23/childrens-books-shakespeare-birthday-quiz
Article
I had a dream that I had been a guest at 27 rue de Fleurus
I had a dream that I had been a guest at
27 rue de Fleurus
I had a dream
That I had been a guest at
27 rue de Fleurus
Picasso, William Carlos Williams,
Matisse and a few others happened
To drop by.
Oh my!
I felt like I was in heaven.
I asked Matisse to look at one of my portraiture paintings
The one I called exotic lady.
Not a resemblance of me. I think.
He stared at it and did not say a word.
But Picasso approached with caution
and I stepped back to let him
get a good view
and he smiled.
Oh wow!
I did not want to awake.
I wanted the dream to last
So I could speak to Carlos
And ask him about his epic Poem Paterson
This is the town where I taught for many years
I told him.
The place where “everyone has roots”
I believed that “every child is an artist”
I asked him what he thought about his Paterson today
He did not respond but my heart
knew the answer.
27 rue de Fleurus
was a beautiful place
I was in awe of the art
Overwhelmed with the culture
And the echoes of great thoughts
Oh my!
It’s time to get up
Or I’ll be late to work.
Melba Christie 2014
12 Favorite Quotes to Write by in 2014
I found an old notebook as I was trying to give some order to the stuff that is stored in the attic. I always sit as comfortably as possible when this happens because I end up reading the whole notebook in remembrance of things past.
These are quotes I had jotted in some entries and they added up to twelve of my favorite quotes about thinking and writing. Most of them are by my favorite poets and writers. I decided I would use them to remind me of what will be most important throughout this brand new blogging year.
I hope you find some worthy of adopting for your use.
1. “A poem is never finished only abandoned.”
– Paul Valery
* I found a few poems I abandoned and will work on them again.
2. “As for style of writing, if one has anything to say, it drops from him simply and directly, as a stone falls to the ground.”
– Henry David Thoreau
3. “The act of writing is the act of discovering what you believe.”
– David Hare
* This has been so true for me personally.
4. “When everyone is against you, it means that you are absolutely wrong – or absolutely right.”
– Albert Guinan
5. ““Every secret of a writer’s soul, every experience of his life, every quality of his mind, is written large in his works.”
– Virginia Woolf
*Her life too.
6. “How do I know what I think until I see what I say.”
– E. M. Forster
7. “There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside of you”
– Maya Angelou
8. ““Delay is natural to a writer. He is like a surfer — he bides his time, waits for the perfect wave on which to ride in. Delay is instinctive with him. He waits for the surge (of emotion? of strength? of courage?) that will carry him along.”
– E.B. White
9. “If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.”
– Emily Dickinson
10. “Better than a thousand hollow words, is one word that brings peace.”
– Buddha
* I try to write with this purpose.
11. “To live a creative life we must first lose the fear of being wrong.”
– Joseph Chilton Pearce
* Fear does take over sometimes. It is usually the fear that was instilled in me by my seventh grade teacher. I always her voice inside my head. “Be clear and precise and for heavens sake be careful with your grammar.”
12. ““There is something delicious about writing the first words of a story. You never quite know where they’ll take you.”
– Beatrix Potter
* I loved her books as a kid.
Happy Blogging!
Melba Christie
Poets are Everywhere
Poetry is life and a poet can be found anywhere. It is so delightful when poets are appreciated and celebrated. Poets interpret life for us on every level. In my earlier post I highlighted Michael Hoppe and his musical repertoire inspired by some of the best poets. I look for this inspiration everywhere I go.
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A Poem for A Mime

The french mime Jyjou* in typical mime’s positions inspired by the french Etienne Decroux’s mime technique. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
I met a mime the other day.
He looked into my soul as I prayed,
and watched me very carefully
to find out how I used to be
before my heart turned cold.
He mimicked me so perfectly
the tears he shed were mine
he knew my heart was broken
when he looked into my eyes.
A mime can tell
when nothing’s well;
and happiness flees the body
Mimes create the illusion
and can become almost anybody.
I met a mime the other day
who knew what not to say
he used his hands and facial gestures
to tell me anyway.
I ended up with a smile on my face
and got the message
loud and clear
in a universal language
I learned that I am not to fear.
My mime made sure I saw myself
in His image to rebuild my self-esteem
But what I did not know until today
the mime I met the other day
was just visiting my dream.
Melba Christie 2013

В один прекрасный день,попробовать себя мне в роли мима предложили и я себя согласил) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
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National Poetry Month
April is the month to celebrate poetry. The month has been designated National Poetry Month. I like to think that with April showers and the beginning of spring comes inspiration and thus more of us may be inclined to pay attention to our muses. I write poems every day. But there is something about spring that inspires me to read aloud my favorite poems and to write more of my own.
The Dodge Poetry Foundation is devoted to fomenting the appreciation of poetry read aloud. They sponsor teacher’s seminars called Clearing the Spring, Tending the Fountain, http://www.dodgepoetry.org/schools/spring-fountain/registration-information/ every year.
Another great site is Poets.org. where you can create your own poetry notebook to collect your favorite poems. Many libraries and book stores sponsor poetry readings this month. Check your town’s local activity calendar.
Happy National Poetry Month. I want to thank the followers and supporters of Poemattic. I leave you with a few quotes to ponder: Happy reading and Happy writing!!
“Poetry is the journal of the sea animal living on land, wanting to fly in the air. Poetry is a search for syllables to shoot at the barriers of the unknown and the unknowable. Poetry is a phantom script telling how rainbows are made and why they go away.” –Carl Sandburg, Poetry Considered
“To see the Summer Sky
Is Poetry, though never in a Book it lie –
True Poems flee.”
–Emily Dickinson
Poetry is truth in its Sunday clothes. – Joseph Roux
Poetry is what in a poem makes you laugh, cry, prickle, be silent, makes your toe nails twinkle, makes you want to do this or that or nothing, makes you know that you are alone in the unknown world, that your bliss and suffering is forever shared and forever all your own.
What are your favorite quotes about poetry?
Melba Christie
Romance
At first sight love is
unpredictable like the
splendor of the sunset;
one never knows how
glorious it could be.
But the uniqueness of that
one instant
when you know that you know
and what it is is
what is meant to be
then that unique one moment
will never cease to be.
-Melba Christie
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