Sunday
poem by Dave Morrison
I want to say something.
I want to say something
in such a way that hearing
it causes a swelling in
the chest.
I want to say something that
has the force of love behind
it like a strong wind blowing
open a door.
I want to say something
that nearly makes me
weep and makes me
question if I should say
it at all.
I want to say something
that peels away a veil
covering a mystery so
that the act of saying is
an act of discovery.
I want to say something
that is useful or comforting
or inspiring. I want to
perform that holy magic
trick where thought and breath
create art.
I want to say something
to clear the way for
another something to follow.
So today, for me, this
is poetry:
a space and the hunger to
fill it with something
good.
Comments
Dave Morrison writes beautiful poetry.
Looking forward to many, many more.
Dave Morrison’s poetry has been one of the best additions to this blog – we agree, Betty!