One a day

by Yakari Gabriel   Jan 26, 2012


I had no intention
nor desire to write today.

The dishes were done,
and on the stove
I had water boiling
for the bitter tea
I starve myself
with these days..

Early in the morning
I was thinking of how
I have to step out of
this one-poem-a-day
habit
that I've adopted
from a foreign country.

I tried to remember the
first poem I ever wrote..
I couldn't find it,
I opened all the drawers
of my mind,
I look through the closets
of my soul

But I guess it was stolen.

I wonder,
If I suit the definition
of poet,

I wonder if this is beautiful
enough to be called poetry,
or if it is in need of some embellishment.

because sometimes,
sometimes my phrases
don't fascinate me..

sometimes,
I read hers,and his
and theirs..

and my words
turn into crooked leaves
intimidated by the wind..

I was in no mood for writing today,
I wasn't in the mood for loving either

But I did both, my dearest.

cause they mean the same thing
and I can't go without it.

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  • 12 years ago

    by Nicko

    A strong, captivating, well worded poem that hits the mark from beginning to end. The plot is laid before us but in such a way that makes this poem wholly believable and emotive, capped off with a strong ending. You can feel the poet standing within this poem. Well done

  • 12 years ago

    by Kiko

    This is a very nice write, but I believe it could be made stronger if you "pruned" it a bit.

    Let's take the beginning, for example:

    "I had no intention
    nor desire to write today."

    Much stronger if changed to:

    "I had no intention
    of writing today."

    If you wanted, you could go over this poem, line-by-line and and pull out unnecessary words, and the poem would have more resonance.

  • 12 years ago

    by Chelsey

    Wow....this poem was amazing....seriously....you described something I think we all wonder and think about..talking about dishes and tea, I think made this more personal and described ur want to not think about the person and ur trying to do things to take up time ...

    Drawers of my mind, closet of my soul....omg!. That was incredibly unique and applaud u for the brilliance and creativity behind ur work...

    This was absolutely beauiful. Who cares if u write poems a day they help u!..and they make ur fans love u!...yes u have fans. :)

    I loveedddddd this

  • 12 years ago

    by Chelsey

    Wow....this poem was amazing....seriously....you described something I think we all wonder and think about..talking about dishes and tea, I think made this more personal and described ur want to not think about the person and ur trying to do things to take up time ...

    Drawers of my mind, closet of my soul....omg!. That was incredibly unique and applaud u for the brilliance and creativity behind ur work...

    This was absolutely beauiful. Who cares if u write poems a day they help u!..and they make ur fans love u!...yes u have fans. :)

    I loveedddddd this

  • 12 years ago

    by Hellon

    Yaki...I tried to leave a comment like this on a member's poem yesterday...not in a poetic fashion as this is...just asking the same questions in a simple way...

    Do we get on the treadmill of poetry everday because we have the need to produce? and..why do some have that need?

    Anyway..you managed to say it so much better than me and...I know you are questioning yourself here...that did not go unnoticed...

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