Tribute to POETRY ©Dawn Minott |with audio

On April 28, 2024June 28, 2024 By Dawn MinottIn Poetry

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Beforeword: As we come to the end of National Poetry Month, in this tribute piece—“Poetry”, I aim to capture the timelessness of poetry, personified.

He emerges from the depths of consciousness
A symphony of thought and feeling intertwining
Weaving through the tapestry of human experience
He’s the echo of creation
The reverberation of existence
The timeless
The eternal

He conjures up ideas
He tantalizes emotions
He’s the evocative straddling of punctuations and tenses
Summoning metaphors
Riding consonants, pulsing rhymes
Making reciters talk fast, talk slow, mess up grammar, not conform to language structures
When he allows you to anatomize and internalize the complexity of his elements
He flows out as natural as air breathing
Pulsating with the rhythm of life itself

He never ages
He’s the voice that proclaimed: “let there be …” and there was and still is
He’s the ancient sound of ancestors
He’s in the lyrics of ancient orators and storytellers
He’s the polyrhythmic compositions of music layering
He’s the language of drums ricocheting off the songs of pharaohs and the reasonings of philosophers
He’s in the hymns of the rain, the mystique of the rainbow
He’s the beating of a timeless art

He is the sentinel against falsehood and pretence
He defies hypocrisy and excuses
If your words are hollow and your game weak, he’ll retreat
If you can’t ride literary waves of ecstasy, he’ll draw back
For he knows only inauthenticity can displace him
But, if you’re true to the ebb and flow of rhythm and rhymes, though
If you can free flow, release conformity
Sliding and slipping through the realms of creativity
He’ll come along for that Coolio fantasy “slide-slide-slippity-slide” ride

To him, I pledge my unwavering devotion
I’ll never ever leave him, never deceive him
For he’s not just a passing fancy
He’s an integral part of my being, my existing
He’s my present
My past
He’s my destiny
Intertwining
He’s forever a mystery
He’s my love oratory
He’s my muse—my eternal companion
He is

Poetry

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In creative solidarity, Dee