There are poems that I envy, <br />poems that I admire and respect, <br />poems that simply sing to me, <br />poems that I puzzle over… <br /> <br />but the poems I most love - <br />they may be jewelled and adorned <br />with adjectives and adverbs, <br />similes and metaphors, (but <br />they must be enlightening, relevant, <br />making mind and heart to expand <br />in sheer exhilaration) <br /> <br />or they may be so quietly, humbly carpentered <br />that they say, I’m simply here to serve you… <br /> <br />but they all say to me with <br />shining eyes, as if <br />the world made new in that moment, <br /> <br />‘Yes, I was there! <br />Join me there! ’ <br /> <br />and their ‘there’ is here and now <br />and as great as the universe <br />and the heart that yearns.<br /><br />Michael Shepherd<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-poems-i-love/
