{"id":3370,"date":"2013-11-10T09:50:58","date_gmt":"2013-11-10T07:50:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/?p=3370"},"modified":"2013-11-10T09:52:23","modified_gmt":"2013-11-10T07:52:23","slug":"poetry-my-life","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/?p=3370","title":{"rendered":"Poetry – My Life"},"content":{"rendered":"


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Poetry – My Life<\/strong><\/p>\n

I\u2019m in a moment on my own, just thinking how the years have flown
I ask myself what have I done \u2013 that\u2019s brought a change to anyone<\/p>\n

The answer comes in very clear, the one thing that I hold so dear
My friends tell me I have a gift that always gives their lives a lift<\/p>\n

I write, and when I\u2019m in that space, there is no other time or place
I live and breathe in poetry, the one true thing that sets me free<\/p>\n

I think that I have always known, that depth and passion in a poem
Changes words from ordinary, into extraordinary<\/p>\n

Inspires thoughts, expands the mind, word imagery clearly defined\u00a0
Emotional, historical, political, rhetorical\u00a0<\/p>\n

Whilst trying to wax lyrical, some even are hysterical,
The darker side of life is there, tormented souls in deep despair<\/p>\n

Some may be borderline insane, through poetry reveals the pain,\u00a0
Classical, contemporary, even revolutionary<\/p>\n

There\u2019s those who write in torrid verse, to some a blessing, some a curse
However one may view that style, it never fails to bring a smile<\/p>\n

Always there is that special part, exclusive to my seeking heart
Those loving verses sweet to me, found in romantic poetry<\/p>\n

Poetic friendship never ends, I\u2019ve made some truly lovely friends\u00a0
Nurtured by our art with care, those friendships will always be there\u00a0<\/p>\n

It would be nice to really know when it becomes our time to go
Like poets from another time, we all may live on through our rhyme<\/p>\n

My poetry gave me a life, relieved me from all stress and strife
Whatever the future may bring, I owe my poetry everything<\/p>\n

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from Wanda’s Page – Poetry.org.nz<\/p>\n

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