I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world,
to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

This blog is not, 'Here are my very best poems'. It's for work in progress, subject to revision.
Posts may be updated without notice at any time. Completed work appears in my books.

20 April 2010

To Make Music

To make music: what a fine thing
that would be. I love music; always
dreamed of singing. It was not my gift.

To dance: how beautiful it must be
to soar with grace, to pirouette.
Alas, that’s an art I never mastered.

So I turn to the only way I have
to be at one with myself in joy;
and to sing and dance: to poetry —

My voice, my grace, my art, my beauty.

April PAD Challenge 18
Prompt: To (blank); fill in the blank and make that the title