...try something new.
If I do,
don't be afraid.
Every thing of newness has its rewards and punishments.
When I began,
I was nothing more than a dribble-filled saucer's worth
of half-formed articulations and each vowel sound was music
to my mother's ears and when the time came for over-abundance I let loose
and decided,
quite rightly,
I might add,
to say some thing
new.
`x~William H. Balzac ~02/18/o9~10:43PM.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
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5 comments:
Nice poetry.
i think there's something with us, Aquariuses ! ;)
We think too much in a good way.
Cheers
I don't know why trying something new can feel scary. Simple and sweet, this poem speaks to me.
Hadassah~~ Sometimes we can over-think things and lose perspective, or a sense of what we think is the right thing. What I was trying to do with this poem was go back to the infant I was, when just saying a word..any word!..was a moment of joy & smiles from others [my parents & Grandparents].
We all "try something new" at some point.
And, yes, you're right about "the water carriers"..They're twins of fellow feeling.
Thanks, for reading.
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LL&L~~Well. That's just as I meant it to be! Simple & sweet...thank you.
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Nicely put, I like the way you went back to your childhood enjoyments, a simple time with so much joy.
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