My Poetry

Robert Frost on poetry …

“Poetry is a way of taking life by the throat.”

“A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.”

“Poetry is about the grief. Politics is about the grievance.”

Sunny Room Studio

Inhabited by a variety of things,
plants, dust, the white cat Lola,
the restless schnauzer Noah, there
was little room for the writer, the
person who created poetry in her
small studio, so she began to stack
things here and there, everywhere
really, books, papers, files, pictures,
items reflecting beloved memories
or merely inspirational and thought
provoking, plus, an array of random
things she might need, surely, any day,
until, finally, only sunlight from her
window to the west had a place to land.

– da hickman

Ringing True

See the rage that erupts
from within — a glorious
ring of fire

Hear the plaintive voice
that disturbs a
peaceful shore

Perceive a wellspring
of passion with deep,
fertile roots

Believe the moment of
surprise when words
turn away,

Relish the sizzle of energy
from the
heart’s center

But only then, as the
earth’s sage,
pursue the path.

– da hickman