Sadje is our hostess for the Sunday Poser.
What do you like most about your own writing?
I have always liked to write, and whilst I can be critical of my work, most times I’m happy with what I’ve written.
Since I started my blog, it has been good to get my thoughts on paper sotospeak, and in many instances I find it therapeutic.
What I like most about my current writing is my poetry. I have gone back and read some of my early poems (not the little ditties I wrote at school) and in some instances can’t believe that I wrote it, such as this Melancholy Abecedarium from 2015
Alone, I sit on a
Bench, melancholy and
Chilled as I watch the rays of
Dawn tease from the hills in an
Freeing the shadows from darkness
Greeting a New Day,
How wondrous the sight
I see before me.
Just listening to the
Kiss of the breeze against
Leaves gently rustling, reflecting
My mood, as the
Night makes way for morning,
Opening windows of
Pastel shades on the water
Questions arise as I
Reminisce about the past,
Searching my soul for
Those who touched my Spirit.
Undying in their presence,
Virtually living forever
Whilst I review the
X-rays of my life which
Yield such memories in a
Zenith of Love.
and this Whispering Reeds from 2018
Can you hear the reeds
Whispering to you on the breeze,
Such a gentle melodic refrain,
It softly calls out your name.
Can you hear the call of the night
Just before dawn’s early light,
Your breath cascades in the wind,
Before the new day begins.
Can you feel the warmth of the day
From the sun’s caressing ray,
Touching you deep in your soul
Chasing out the wintry cold.
I see images in cotton wool clouds
Encasing skies in a wispy shroud,
Reach out my hands to embrace
Your dearly belovéd face.
I hear voices whisper your name,
Things will never be the same,
The hypnotic sway of the reeds
Whisks you away on the breeze.
I attended a poetry course way back in 1974 and was told I wrote verse, but not poetry.
I think now sometimes I get it right.