Why Poetry?

I met a woman once
a writer of science fiction,
who invited me to her
writing group.
She spoke with vigor
and animation, prodding,
querying my affinity for verse,
explaining her aversion.
Why poetry? was in her
countenance. As though
it didn’t appear to suit me in the least.
Said she’d once thought
herself a poet
because she was sad
and broken-hearted.
She met a man,
got happy again.
And with her aloneness
so did depart
her poetic comportment.

© 2011 Shari Lynne Smothers

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About Shari Smothers

Welcome to Telling Stories, my creative writing space. My name is Shari Smothers. Poems help me to understand the world and to explain my world to others. They're my premier story telling tools. There's more to come, so please share with me through reading, commenting, emailing. Learn more about Shari here. And do come again!

2 thoughts on “Why Poetry?

  1. “Poetry is my prozac” I need to put that on my wall. It says it all, doesn’t it?

    Thanks, Susie. You keep doing what you do, too. Good stuff on your blog!

  2. Poetry is my prozac. I enjoy reading it and writing it whether I’m sad or happy, single or “booed-up”. Keep doing what you do.

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