Be

by Sunshine   Apr 4, 2011


A beat that leaps--way too far
with hesitant promises and
frail sunrays,
don't bawl with thunder,
{for it's really not storming
at the place you are...}

A spring, with
painted daffodils- or
a blank field; if you
haven't yet taken roots.

Don't be,
a continuous winter
with a dry marker
that discovers naught
about survival,
and writes future
only through feeble chances.

Breed like a season of words
between each chapter,
even with the nastiness of cold.

Don't be/me, too realistic,
to use
my imagination.

by:Rania Moallem

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  • 13 years ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    The title caught my eye- it just reminded me oddly of Winnie the Pooh and how he always encourages you to be yourself with friends....I loved the simplicity of it though..it was cute and made me smile :)

    "A beat that leaps--way too far
    with hesitant promises and
    frail sunrays,
    don't bawl with thunder,
    {for it's really not storming
    at the place you are...}"

    *happy sigh* I already know this is going to be my fav. by you, just because it is right down my liking, your words are so unique & place that individuality in new meaning.

    I like your bluntness here, okay maybe it isn't that blunt, but just your mood here is so moving! I could read that stanza again and again!

    "A spring, with
    painted daffodils- or
    a blank field; if you
    haven't yet taken roots."

    I admire the meaning here....I like where you put the comma too, it gave that break for the reader to be reminded....great structure.

    "Don't be,
    a continuous winter
    with a dry marker
    that discovers naught
    about survival,
    and writes future
    only through feeble chances."

    Wow, what wisdom and encouragement to step away from the pessimism! And winter is my favorite season but not because of the dreariness. I loved how you linked this seasons to writing and how there never seems to be hope, but we cannot settle for that time of years in our lives.

    "Breed like a season of words
    between each chapter,
    even with the nastiness of cold."

    Ohhhh!!! Beautiful beyond words!!!!!! I love the simile here, and how you use the softly commanding words, reaching out to your audience.

    These three lines make my heart melt, we do have more writings to give out than brokenness.

    "Don't be/me, too realistic,
    to use
    my imagination."

    Aww...interesting use of the "/", it was neat how you encourage such imagination...we cannot get caught up in the proceedings of the fast-moving world where we hold onto sanity...sometimes we have to lose it a couple of times to find that spark.

    Amazing, thank you so much for sharing!
    ~MaryAnne

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