Welcome to our monthly Poets Anonymous!
On the 15th of each month, I’ll post a poem. If you have a blog, post a poem on yours and share your link in the comments. If you don’t have a blog, feel free to share part of a poem in the comments. Or, I encourage you to simply read a poem today.
I believe in all that has never yet been spoken.
I want to free what waits within me
so that what no one has dared to wish for
may for once spring clear
without my contriving.
If this is arrogant, God, forgive me,
but this is what I need to say.
May what I do flow from me like a river,
no forcing and no holding back,
the way it is with children.
Then in these swelling and ebbing currents,
these deepening tides moving out, returning,
I will sing you as no one ever has,
streaming through widening channels
into the open sea.
Rainer Maria Rilke
Share a favorite poem (or segment of one) in the comments!
Annie Rim 
Neat concept!
I don’t really write poetry, but here’s one…
“The Long Journey – 1970”
Sean was shot after his evening meal
And saintly Patrick’s a fortnight gone.
Shelaigh’s long cold – boyo, this is real
And forever. Oh, so long!
I lived abroad with my enemy’s friend
And fought their bloody war,
But it’s no good to play at Yankee-pretend
When the wolf’s at my father’s door.
I learned the arts I’ll never tell
To those of gentle years,
Of how to turn fair swale and dell
Into a vale of tears.
They say that dialogue is best
For solving all our ills
For some things, true, but for the rest
I’ve come home with all my skills.
“I lived abroad with my enemy’s friend
And fought their bloody war,
But it’s no good to play at Yankee-pretend
When the wolf’s at my father’s door.”
Powerful…. Thanks for sharing, Andrew!