Poetry Arrived in Search of Me

A piece inspired by the Pablo Neruda Poem.

 

It whispered to me in lullabies

In fairy tales and story books

It fell like leaves from autumn trees

Blowing in a cooler wind

 

It painted itself across the page

Of my impressionable childish mind

And called to me from the depths

Of ink filled pens and pencil boxes

 

Poetry came shouting like

A clap of thunder in April

Whispering in the silent fall of

Relentless snowflakes against the pane

 

Poetry told me stories in my dreams

Sang me songs and pulled at strands

Of my memory until I released

The words I’d been gathering in my skirt

 

Poetry spilled from me in a trail

Of breadcrumbs like the fairy tale

Resting in the undergrowth

Of a moist forest floor

 

One could find the words if they tried

And thereby follow them to me

Because poetry came for me

Long before I recognized his siren song