Christian poem 'The Birthing of Poetry' by Patricia Joan Polhans (Christart.com)

The Birthing of Poetry
by Patricia Joan Polhans

Writing is a privilege,
Something I take to heart.
Words within me hiding,
I know not where to start.

Words circle in my mind
Spinning round and round
Touching one another
Where poetry can be found.

Each denotes a message
From deep within my heart,
Words of inspiration
Fighting to be a part.

Each spells out a rhythm
Like a sweet poetic song.
Words swaying back and forth
As the harmony comes along.

As my mind becomes pregnant
With words to be conceived
I am groaning in labor
With rhymes to be released.

Words are becoming trains
That hold my intimate thoughts
Each car contains within it
Sentences that I have sought.

As I begin to paint a picture
Of a poem that I can free
My heart doth love to ponder
The images that I can see.

Wondrous is the inception,
An incredulous property,
That God would beget in us
The spawning of poetry.

Words unite with effigies
Within my enlightened mind
Illuminating my thoughts,
Projecting visions that I find.

While forming an impression,
Many concepts by design
There births in me a poem
Depicting pictures so sublime.

Contentious lines fighting me
Through recesses of my mind
Though captivating visions
Birthing in me poetry lines.

All parts become unified
Having perfect harmony
And, now, there you have it,
The Birthing of Poetry!

This poem won 1st place for the November 2008 poetry contest

Please contact Patricia Joan Polhans at "polhanspatricia@yahoo.com" to request permission to use this poem.

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