When you read this poem,
please tell me
you think it is profound,
that it pierces you with beauty
and stirs your soul with longing.
When you read my words,
let the spaces between
be your wondering about me.
Let the cadence
be our dance,
our flirtation,
your temptation
to peek under my mask
And whirl me to yourself.
Please celebrate my existence
and destine me for greatness
Please write me well,
when you read this poem.
About the Creator
Sonia Heidi Unruh
I love: my husband and children; all who claim me as family or friend; the first bite of chocolate; the last blue before sunset; solving puzzles; stroking cats; finding myself by writing; losing myself in reading; the Creator who is love.
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Dialogue Poetry Challenge Winners
Hannah Moore is a first-time grand prize winner with her dialogue poem, On Receipt of Bad News. This was a poem that genuinely engaged both with the exchange of our prompt, but also focussed on the way poetic rhythms of language could support the writer's conceit. It felt very truthful, too, the way one speaker wishes to ignore the news and focus on practicalities; there was a quiet heartbreak, here. Well done.
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Comments (10)
This poem has such a unique perspective/perception!
Oh wow this was like the poem was interviewing you
This is so unique and mysterious! ❤️
Write me well...so very hopeful and dreamy
Interesting ... the subtext of all poetry communication as a poem. This will stay with me.
Self love, bold, owning oneself. I absolutely get the vibe, loving it.
🖤
Okay, so now I'm tearing up again. Is there anyone who doesn't hold this longing in their heart, the strings of which vibrate with every word, phrase & line? It there is, I'm not sure I want to meet them. Making connections with others is already difficult for me. I can't imagine how hard it would be with someone who has never felt any kind of insecurity or uncertainty over their place in this world. Absolutely poignant & beautiful. It's what I'd like to have for my obituary.
Sonia, this is quite wonderful. I especiallyt like how it reaches beyond itself.
oooh! Really like this one! clever, fun to read and thought-provoking!