Blog buddies are rich veins of ore discovered by a miner after hacking away, alone, cold and hungry for a period of time in the darkness of the Blogosphere. Blog buddies show up and provide recognition, encouragement and respect with precise timing and sensitivity.
Soul Dipper was born into the Blogosphere with claw marks in the airwaves; its purpose Divinely unclear. I’m grateful for a landing that didn’t cause it to crumple. But how did Soul Dipper end up with a bunch of eloquent poets as its buddies? Soul Dipper is primarily about stories and still these poets diligently visit and show their support. One poem, Bountiful Through Brokenness, brought poetic comments sufficient to give hope of knocking Tennyson out of commission.
Therefore, this post is dedicated to my poetic Blog Buddies: I love reading your words. I love the depth you reach with so few words. I suspect you have all been to a Word Sale and were determined to exchange no more than one fresh fish for a bag of words.
And that’s the rub. You teach me. You remind me to shave, cut, polish, eliminate, delete and give up that one electric phrase, no matter its creative promise.
To all those poets in my bloggerhood (who I consider “Jingle’s Jewels”), please know I read you faithfully. Trouble is, I feel so ill-equipped and under-qualified to comment on your incredible work:
Thank You – My Poetic Blogger Buddies
A concept grew organically –
Fly AirWord.
No flight plan, only trust.
Divinely nagged,
creatively sparked,
finally on board.
Now in flight,
passion grabbed the parachute.
Hesitant to leap,
glimpsed Death hiding in a cloak of safety.
No decision, no choice.
Jump!
Leaving destination
to Gods of Pen and Prose.
Voices?
People gathered on stars
riding the light to greet me –
approaching with gentle curiosity.
Landing on a teardrop of joy,
I fell into a pool of poets
Who lift veils of ordinary,
revealing intensities
of reality.
In spite of
my lack of metaphor
or assonance assertion,
they welcomed me as one
of their own.
My scattered, non-shattered talent
Rejoices in salve ministered by poetic souls,
Having blushed,
and brushed myself off,
I ask:
What have I to give to these smithies of smoothness?
Oh! I know!
I can make a promise:
I’ll stick with prose.
To Stick or Not to Stick to Prose, that is the question.
I’ll take SoulDipper’s offer of a free meal on words anyday.
michael j
How do you like your fish, Michael J.? 🙂
I so enjoyed your poetic words and look forward to reading not only your prose…but those poems that seek a voice inside of you. 🙂
Charles, you have me in stitches. Truly, poets such as you have the freedom to say something like, “Phew!” That essay would keep me in my trade.
enjoyed this Amy, very refreshing thank you, just like a good cuppa char (tea) on this wet day.
Cheers, Lass.
I feel the way you do about poets and am in awe of what they create with so few, well-chosen words. Your poem is a lovely expression of this!
Ah, a kindred spirit and a neighbour! Thanks, Lucca. Actually I see we have lots in common. Maybe one day we can skim across that pond and enjoy a tea together.
A perfectly lovely poem … and please don’t keep your promise when the muse moves you toward poetry … we would all lose, my friend.
This is the third attempt to respond to you, Jamie. I have felt quite ill-equipped to comment on someone’s poem that sends my whole skeletal system into vibration. (For example the last one I just read of yours. Yike! After that one, I could have fallen in love with Mr. Bean!) So if my expressions of delight aren’t off key to ears and talent, I will gladly respond to whatever aspect of the poem that has caught me by the heart. As long as poets know that I am a writer – whatever that encompasses – and do not consider myself a poet.
In writing this, I am reminded that one of my writing instructors urged us to read poetry. Lots of it. And here I am, dazzled, as I sit amongst this incredible plethora of poets who simply showed up. Thanks be.
You are wise, Jamie: Let it be. I will. (Sometimes my Guides put skin on!)
I’m with Jamie on this one 🙂
Cindy, you are ‘right in there’ with Jamie in many ways. Please consider my response to Jamie the same response I give to you. And thank you! Oh, by the way, I loved the contrast between your porn research and Jamie’s last poem. It is a wise man who knows the sensual power of co-creating in the kitchen.
🙂
Nice! Enjoyed it very much. I know how you feel exactly — and the acceptance and encouragement I’ve found in the blogging world has given me the gift of confidence. You’re part of that and I thank you whole-heartedly each time you you ‘visit’. Have a great weekend.
You are so bang on. This blogosphere is an incredible experience in giving and receiving. Thanks for your comment, my prairie sister.
my sentiments exactly. i too feel like this poem. 🙂
Aha, Trisha, thanks for saying that. Hope you share the message I’m getting: Forget about whether we know the ins and outs of poetry, we can simply let our poets know when they have touched our lives. And taught us something!
How wonderful! I love it: “smithies of smoothness!”
Many thanks – yours is one of the blogs that I visit regularly as a subscriber. In fact I appreciated your very handy checklist of symptoms for depression – as a writer and as a friend to sufferers of this insidious condition.
Holy crap you just brought tears to my eyes… I love the words you use… they seem to flow so easily…
Thanks for letting me know that it meant something to you. Just like your lastest blog for me!
Soul, you are one of my favorite blog “catches”! And it feels so good to read such a lovely tribute to all of us, your blog buddies.. Thank you!! 🙂
You can just move inside a letter to your 16 old self to your present form so easily and also at the same time make it easy on readers, a great quality! On the same note, I find this post so contemporary, it might just represent what every blogger thinks of his fellow blogger friend!
Rachana.
Thank you so much for your comments! They mean a great deal, Rachana. And I’m very happy to see the wonderful comments you are receiving on your last blog! Well deserved, too.
“. . . one of my favorite blog ‘catches’ . . .”
Now that is a “catch.” Don’t let this one get away, Amy. She’s a a real keeper!
(Why is this crazy Greek using all these fishing terms? Must be the poetic license the game warden gave me by mistake.)
michael j
Fish away, Michael J – your encouragement is a great gift. Thank you.
@contoveros and @souldipper: Thank you guys, the “catch” is now getting confusing and complicated.. Have we all caught one another yet..? He he.. I appreciate both your sweet comments.. !!!
Thanks for the love!
Rachana.
Exquisitely crafted, Amy, including the stunnig photo!! I agree: definitely keep up the poetry too!!