Listening to every heart
The Silent Patron
There was once a young lady
who dearly loved to read prose
and only city libraries and family dens
held her love in books - thus she goes
there to read, and take in words of love
she read what she felt, or was thinking of.
She would read deep into the night
allowing others’ words to give her flight
from daily chores, family, wars,
allowing a reprieve from old scars;
in philosophies of young or old
all she read, to her, were words of gold.
She grew older, but stayed well-content
in hours of reading as was her bent,
she valued great the time she spent
in the poetry she read, ah yes, content.
Then one day, when computers became “real”
she went to one, to see how it would feel.
Thus this woman found another world
and images and sound past her hurled;
dizzying, a bit frightful, but she sat in
at some things she laughed, at others, chagrined.
But one day, in her search she found
a place, a site, where [gasp] great poetry abound!
Online poets, who would have thought...
and best of all, nothing to be bought.
She found a world wherein she could read
at her safe leisure, no need for speed.
And best of all, there was wonderful interaction;
in this she could perceive the poets’ reactions.
She read their works, then she read their minds
in all the love spent, in the ways they’d unwind;
she witnessed friendship, she would see some sparks,
“funny how the tail would wag, while the dog barked...”
and one day, she did quite an amazing thing
she responded to a poem that made her heart sing.
“I like what you did” was all that she said
giving the poet a thrill, you bet that she did.
A thank you was received, thus her spirits grew,
she responded to more poets, their words that she knew,
and soon she began on a curious embark
her words gave encouragement, she was like a spark.
Now, she doesn’t write poetry herself, heavens no
she’d rather just read, and see friends’ souls grow
she is the poet’s delight, this, the faithful reader,
She, the Silent Patron, we need to keep her.
And if you’re reading, and if you’re a him,
everything can relate to you, for you’re a gem.
To all Poets at Passions, this is dedicated to our faithful reader, Pepper, and other readers like her, who encourage us, help us, guide us, and light our spark of creativity.
20 November 1999
Look, then, into thine heart, and write ~~~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow