You don’t quite live
up to your name
but then, who does?
At least you are steady
and always there
when I need you,
never refusing the things
I give you,
good at keeping secrets.
You still have your memories
of woods, rain, and birds
to comfort you
as you stand there patiently
not minding as I now grope,
now neglect you,
gathering dust day after day
listening to the alarm
at five o’clock and never
quarreling with the mirror
whom I so often greet with a smile,
but don’t even say hello to you.
year-struck 
a masterpiece
Or at least a piece of furniture.
You still have your memories
of woods, rain, and birds
to comfort you
I want to copy this and put it all over my house. My goodness, YS! Oh… my… GOODNESS!
Tell me again why you are not posting more poetry?
Courtenay, I have only marked two pieces of writing with the word “poetry,” and those only because they are so lighthearted. Instead, I have taken several of my poems and “essay-fied” them or “prose-ified” them, mainly because I don’t know if the poems are worth beans and also because so many people go into anaphylactic shock when they even smell a poem. It’s worse than a peanut allergy and much more widespread.
This made me laugh. After the giggling finally stopped, I realized I needed to say this, only— people will amaze you, YS. They will go places with you that you might never expect. I want to read more of your poetry! (The pestering has begun in earnest now.)
“so many people go into anaphylactic shock when they even smell a poem”
guilty as charged … but in some cases, I catch my breath long enough to keep reading, and then I get a surprise … instead of keeling over dead, I actually sit up higher in the chair, and keep reading.
The value of a poem is in the mind of the creator, and the eye of the appreciator, not in the pen of the critic. Don’t question the value of a poem you create. Lighthearted or not, if you feel like setting something into a form that is not essay-fied or prose-ified then do it. Who is to say your “Form” is less valuable than someone elses’s? There have been quite a few “Forms” of poetry invented, not necessarily on purpose, but as an after thought to justify having said something profound in a short set of sentences.
You are both kind and encouraging. I have the annoying habit of making fun of myself before anyone else can. 🙂
That usually comes from having been criticized early, or having seen such criticism aimed unfairly, from people who were otherwise respected.