On Words

Yuri Pysar yuripysar.com

Yuri Pysar   yuripysar.com

With a word
we can close a door
hang a sign on our heart
to say we are not at home
We’ve gone on a holiday
not to be interrupted
by any word

With a word
we can open a door
welcome the interruption
for peace requires adversary
at a kitchen table over tea
grace in conversation
lies in a word

Let us speak
not in black & white
the vocabulary of winter
in coats zipped to the neck
but in the myriad colors
of the crocus & tulip
gentle words

“One breath taken completely; one poem, fully written,
fully read – in such a moment, anything can happen.” ~ Jane Hirshfield


About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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10 Responses to On Words

  1. mikesteeden says:

    A truth put to the pen with panache…superb Sir


  2. you often take my breath away


  3. Talia Hardy says:

    Peter, a wonderful optimistic poem. Thank you for timely imagary


  4. but not always so easy…


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