Please Read Me

Cherry

By Bee

Fri, 12 Sep 2014
  • 2441 reads
13 comments
 

Explore me from the top -
from left to right,
wide eyed - lips tight,
head tipped thus,

in contemplation -
a nod, a wink
to show you think
I am worthwhile.

Bend me backwards,
scrutinise each detail
that might seem futile
but which could shed light;

some clue to fathom 
what I am about.
Then let me out
to influence the minds

of those who'll listen,
so I might live 
with much to give -
have meaning.

I am verse unheard
accept me
or reject me
but first, I beg you, read me,

please.

Certificate PG
Poem
Unclassified

Comments

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Sometimes the author himself/herself needs to be cajoled to reveal more, that the 'much to give' can be more accessible – just like some people who want to be understood, but are such closed books, can't let you in to begin to really empathise! Rhiannon
 

 

Submitted by Bee on

Yes, I think you are right Rhiannon. You make some good ponts.

Bee

Submitted by VeraClark on

Gives food for thought and I liked the light touch, the playfulness of this one.  Meaning's such an ambiguous exercise and all based on our own context, isnt it. Some dead poets would roll around laughing at modern analysis if they could hear GCSE literature. Often known to be an ambiguous writer myself, so I hear this. 

Does your 'please' need an exclamation mark at the end?  More impact without I think.

 

Submitted by Bee on

'Some dead poets would roll around laughing at modern analysis if they could hear GCSE literature.' - that make me chuckle. I was reading something recently and had that exact same thought. 

I don't think your writing is ambiguous, Vera. It's powerful, often moving and wonderfully descriptive. All the information needed will be there, you just make the reader work to get there. And that makes it feel all the more worthwhile. Glad this struck a chord though. 

I agree about the exclamation mark - I couldn't change it before because I couldn't open the page. Then I noticed another comment so I tried again and here I am!

Thank you.

Bee

Submitted by catherine poarch on

Couldn't resist that title! I hate over-scrutinising too. Like having to explain a joke. I like the 'verse unheard' phrase. It'sa bit like that tree falling in an empty forest thing - ie it doesn't exist if nobody reads it. 

 

Submitted by Bee on

 It'sa bit like that tree falling in an empty forest thing - ie it doesn't exist if nobody reads it. ' - I like that so much. Thank you, Catherine.

Bee

Submitted by Philip Sidney on

Of course I did.  All those poems out there longing to be read. 

Submitted by Bee on

Thanks Philip.

Bee

Submitted by jeand on

Hi Bee

I suppose it is only natural that those who write will hope that someone will be willing to read what they have written. But I also think that it is a pleasure to write for its own sake - even if nobody sees or reads your words. I'm thinking of all the people who write diaries, never expecting them to read by someone else. One of my favourite authors - Laura Engles Wilder (who wrote Little House on the Prarie) - who came from my part of America -  wrote diaries of her day to day life. It was only after she had died that her children had them published into the wonderful books that they are.

Jean

Jean Day

Submitted by Bee on

Hi Jean.

Writing for pleasure - of course, that's so important and possibly the main reason most of us do it. Until recently I religiously kept diaries. I asked my girls if they would read them after I'm dead and they said they probably wouldn't. So I asked what they'd do with them and they said they'd most likely burn them. So funny because I'd love to have had diaries passed down to me. Might be different when the time arrives.

Thanks for your thoughts.

Bee

Submitted by Shannan on

Nod & ;-)  xx

 

Submitted by Bee on

Thanks Shannan.

Bee

Submitted by Bee on

Thanks to the lovely cherry picker for the fruit. That's so nice.

And thanks to scratch who was so kind and patient when I pestered him at all hours because I'd messed up this post somehow and couldn't open it. 

Bee