Inside the Mind of Davy D
Where Words and Worlds Collide in Poetry
June 19, 2017
Carl Sandburg, Poetic Motivation, Poetry, Understanding
Yes, Davy. Sometimes the words flow and the meaning has to catch up with them. A bright and inciteful start to a new week.
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True Roland. I sometimes look back on old poems and see things I never thought about at the time. Thanks for taking time out to comment and enjoy the sunshine.
Thanks, Davy. Just back from ten days in Devon. Didn’t need most of the clothing I took. Had beautiful weather.
I hope you are suitably refreshed Roland.
hahahaha this is the polite version of what goes through my head when I re read mine. Or even when I read it the first time.
You are playful with your poetry Vanessa. Part of the pleasure is trying to get into your mindset. Do you find when you revisit some poems at a later date the meaning has changed?
What a wonderful thing to say, that you would even take the time and effort to try. And playful is spot on. That word probably describes me better than any other.
And yes. A lot of things seem to happen. Sometimes it really is for a therapeutic reason, so when I read it again, I find I don’t need it anymore, I really have moved on and I don’t want to go back. Other times, you do see things you didn’t before. And a lot of times I think, er what the heck? haha
Your poetry keeps my old detective skills honed Vanessa 🙂
haha should I be worried?
No Vanessa, the badge is now retired and buried in a drawer somewhere. 🙂
So you are undercover is what you are saying? lol.
Look behind you, that is not an aspidistra.
I’m one step ahead…I made sure to get rid of all the house plants.
I jest of course. We don’t have any house plants. We really do need some actually…haha
Okay Vanessa you choose the plant and I’ll see what I can do (surveillance wise of course) 🙂
I’ll give that some thought. When I see something I like, I will let you know. 🙂
But not cactus lol 🙂
That’s funny you should say that. We live in a pretty harsh climate so my husband has started quite a cactus collection outside. There are no plans, however, to carry this to the inside.
Phew 🙂 🙂 🙂
I hear you on this. I accidentally deleted a comment you made on my poem Silence. Sorry, I’m new to this. Thank you for the lovely comment. Silence can be unnerving, numbing even when retreating from the chaos of the world.
Don’t worry, I enjoyed your poem and thanks for taking time to visit and comment.
Isn’t this the truth. I look back on some my poems and take note of what I like and dislike. I feel it is way for me to improve.
I agree Eugenia. We should always be on the move with our poetry. Thanks for taking time out to comment.
eeep. im guilty.
I’ll get the handcuffs Rosema lol 🙂
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