"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Perfect Poet Award, Week 57/Crumpled Pages

Crumpled pages
speak more
than the words
printed in faded font.
A story is etched
in its leather binding
by the hands
that opened its cover.

Love creased its pages
to mark a favorite passage.
Joy smiled as it was
tucked next to a heart.
Tears left watermarks
when grief sought
its refuge.

The old book
whispers it has
more to say
than the poems
that grace its pages.
It waits for those
who will take
the time to open it
and listen.

©Susie Clevenger 2011
 Thank you so much for the award. I nominate


Beyond Horizon said...

It leaves with a feeling of awe..how gracefully simple words have formed a story to tell.

and congratulations for the award :)

The Cello Strings said...

beautiful. smiles.

Happy Wednesday.

Mama Zen said...

This is beautiful. I immediately thought of my family Bible.

eflores said...

I like how you can connect with the the text in pages. Thank you for sharing!

Promising Poets Parking Lot said...

well deserved award, Thanks for honoring it,

welcome to poets rally week 58 tomorrow.



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