A March sun warmed the oak tree, standing at the entrance of the Old Main Building. Melting snow formed puddles in which blue birds and sparrows graciously bathed.
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© Dr. Jeanne I. Lakatos, Ph.D.
Your Smile Votre Sourire
(To hear my reading of this poem on Pod-omatic in English and en Francais, click HERE.)
I am posting this poem in honor of my daughter's Birthday. She is indeed a 'humble creation of the Almighty Artist.'
A Humble Creation
A Pen, So Simple
A pen, so simple
and fundamental
yet functional
and dependable
somewhat ornamental.
A pen, so simple…
of brawny rosewood,
so my fingers could
glide as they write
to open minds.
A pen, so simple,
expresser of mine.
Now, where did I place you?
Oh, Saints Divine,
I implore you,
please help me to find
my much-needed pen
for
without it,
I feel…………
inert!
© Jeanne I. Lakatos
Listening...
I wrote this poem many years ago from a memory of seeing a brook, bubbling in the middle of the woods. It's a pleasant rhyme that, hopefully, will bring a smile to your face and a 'treasure' to your heart as you move through your own circuitous path. Enjoy!
Photo of a neighbor's pond, fed by a little brook
The Brook's Treasure
For purposes I did wander
For answers I did look
until I finally came upon
a funny, little brook.
The brook was not a shallow one,
nor was it very deep,
but in this little, funny brook
a Treasure I did keep.
The Treasure was a happy song
of life, of hopes, of joys,
and in the interlude there was
a melody of Peace.
The song did have its high notes.
'Twas not without the low,
and yet, I found that as I wade
the song would fill my soul
with rippling harmonies
of peace, fulfillment, and the best~
a very special kind of Love
which called me to the test.
I knew, as I sat wondering
upon this brook tableau
that this was what I muddled for
so very long ago~
a song to fill my soul each day
a song so rich, so rare,
a song composed of harmonies
expelling through the air
and filling every twist and turn
with one selected Force~
a resolute assurance
of a Treasure true to course.
© Jeanne I. Lakatos
Whilst deciding to post this 'flow' poem, little did I know that some of my own life experiences would correspond with the poem's theme, written years ago. This phenomenon is a fine illustration of our emotional revolutions. Even though our lives may go through certain trials and tribulations, through the blessings of Divine Love, I've realized, as this poem states, that we have the power within to "release the blissful flow," and I'm determined to do just that.
Flow from Within
In my operetta, Luminescence, a re-write of the 13th century French narrative poem, Roman de la Rose, the spirit of the poet, Anne Bradstreet, as represented by the passionflower, gives the following advice to Rose. I wrote this with Bradstreet's poetic style in mind:
(To hear my reading of this poem on Pod-omatic, click HERE.)