SF (June 17 1942 / Troy New York)

All I Wanted Was Poems

I didn’t want other kinds of words
I wanted poems
Because they helped me feel more alive
They gave me an intensity
No other words had-

They were songs and they were music sometimes
But even when they were not
Harsh and grating and angry and sad
Lost and lonely and tired and weak
They had in them
What my soul needed-

All I wanted was poems
And they came to me day and night
And they brought me meaning and life
And I was happy with them-

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Comments (4)

A well versed poem that excit joy in my heart I love it. Thanks for sharing such beautifu piece
What a great write Shalom Just what many of our souls need. You cover all of the feelings of the writers. Perhaps the readers too. Thank you
that's saying the truth, no holds barred.
A great poem, like it, a great write.