At Podium With Water in a Cup
At Podium With Water in a Cup
1
Some news to those who stood by my fine art
through these years of struggle filled with trouble
to stop digging into years of rubble
and forget aching from my beating heart.
What are the chances for this Poet’s Play
one day to give a talk in Tennessee
on the importance of living to be
will crowds find pleasure in what I will say?
Here at this podium so I may live
one eye can see the post after a post
to hope this feast of words will fill you up.
When giving is all I have left to give
and sharing passions delight coast to coast
at podium with water in a cup.
2
Each reader relaxed awaits a prize
whether or not a reader reads a lot
but spends ones time in action based on thought
and find some joy in reading to be wise.
“Significant and pleasing to them too”
to confine a surging rabble with words
and cage them as a flock of hungry birds
tonight my words are spending time with you.
With posture wish to bring these viewers close
to try for an avalanche of upward thumbs
enough to feed the world through a famine.
Let every reader take path they choose
to count their blessings when the morning comes
never too hungry to not imagine.
3
I am a director of storyline
a story bringing dueling crowds to see
to meet me under exciting Marquee
while hostess brings out the spirits in wine.
Violence from the main stays of these crowds
a play to bring this violence to the streets
or longer list of life’s various feats
the drama driven tumult to the clouds.
“To get a ticket almost break thin necks”
then yell from stands “please poet” once again
to bring the heavenly silence of verse.
For a moment we are not wretched wrecks
but civilized engineers of Quatrain
an ancient drama or family curse.
4
Let our love combine with friendship to nurse
what lies within your breast in quiet hour
our collaboration is our power
even if performance is short and terse.
Sometimes these words are clumsy at their best
when swallowed by savage moments power
to feel the blessings of public tower
an open door to everyone as guest.
These years have past and practiced perfect form
to open like a flower here on stage
these many acts of pleasant expression.
This performance is shelter from the storm
our lives are genuine from age to age
with hopes a life will leave an impression.
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A ‘thumbs up’ on this piece, Jamie. I love how you opened yourself to your readers with hopes of knowing you have done well. Well done indeed, Jamie!
Very positive and inspiring – finally escaping from the poet’s exile
Your poetry is always expertly written and inspiring, Jamie. Thank you for sharing.
Great job Jamie, it was written to inspire – and it does!
Thank you guys for the kind words. Jamie
So well written. Splendid!!
I really like how you wrote these lines:
“I am a director of storyline….while hostess brings out the spirits in wine.”
Thanks for sharing, Jamie.
Stay blessed and happy!!
Inspiring lines for those of us who like to write poetry, or just like to write!
Well done.