Poet’s Dilemma

Poet’s Dilemma

Where do the words come from?
Listening to the world?
Reading a book?
Walking in a forest?
Praying?
Suffering?

A thought forms in my mind.
An image tries to find the light.
My heart aches as all I hear
is the beating of a heart in the night.

About Andrew Reynolds

Born in California Did the school thing studying electronics, computers, release engineering and literary criticism. I work in the high tech world doing software release engineering Then I got prostate cancer Now I am a blogger and work in my wood shop doing scroll saw work and marquetry.
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11 Responses to Poet’s Dilemma

  1. Reblogged this on ANN JOHNSON-MURPHREE and commented:
    This is Andrew…worthy of reblog, Andrew grows on you…Check out his blog.
    So, who am I?
    I am Andrew.  First and last of my kind

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  2. I am not a poet. And that I do know.

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  3. inesephoto says:

    Must be heart.

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  4. edenszy says:

    I think inspiration for poetry often comes from places you least expect it. Sometimes it’s staring you in the face, you only have to look.

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  5. I get it. That is where poems are born.

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  6. delphini510 says:

    I would say: Listening. To your inner voice, to nature, to people you meet. Listen.
    Empathy with all. Pain suffered afar or within
    Pure joy

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