“Puzzled”

I picked up a puzzle piece on my path today.What it’s about, I cannot say.It is solid, silver, and stout…But I still don’t know what it’s all about.It has a hole for hanging,this puzzle piece of mine.Gonna put in a cord for tying…It’ll work ju…

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I picked up a puzzle piece on my path today.
What it’s about, I cannot say.
It is solid, silver, and stout…
But I still don’t know what it’s all about.
It has a hole for hanging,
this puzzle piece of mine.
Gonna put in a cord for tying…
It’ll work just fine.
Maybe this piece is a lucky little bit…
Might find its way to the puzzle…then fit!

~PMCBurkey 2012 

The Blue Between

‎ Everyone watches clouds, naming creatures they’ve seen. I see sky differently, I see the blue between– The blue woman tugging her stubborn cloud across the sky. The blue giraffe stretching to nibble a cloud floating by. A pod of dancing dolphin…

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Everyone watches clouds,

naming creatures they’ve seen.
I see sky differently,
I see the blue between–

The blue woman tugging
her stubborn cloud across the sky.
The blue giraffe stretching
to nibble a cloud floating by.
A pod of dancing dolphins,
cloud oceans, cargo ships,
a boy twirling his cloud
around a thin blue fingertip.

In those smooth wide places,
I see a different scene.
In those cloudless spaces,
I see the blue between.

~Kristine O’ Connell George   
“Some look at the cloudy scene…some the in-between.” PMCBurkey 

What is a Poem?

I feel all poems have importance in their own right. The initial insight, of course, belongs to the author, but maybe it might connect with someone else where the two may agree, thereby producing the same emotions in each person. I can’t bring mys…

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I feel all poems have importance in their own right. The initial insight, of course, belongs to the author, but maybe it might connect with someone else where the two may agree, thereby producing the same emotions in each person. 

I can’t bring myself to judge or rate a poem. How can I judge or rate what comes from someone’s innermost feelings or experiences? Not all have an affinity for the same insights. The poems I like best may not be the ones that someone else likes best.

How would you respond to this question: “What is a poem?” Not all would answer the same. Why not?

PMCBurkey