For Melissa

by Dan Gasser on Monday, August 9, 2010 at 4:46pm

 

A request came from a woman that is quite unique
A woman of talent in her own right beyond mine by far.
She asked to write her a poem without beauty of my rhymes
Sure I can but to what do I write for..just words?
You must have some idea otherwise the cause is without purpose
Cause without purpose? Is that even possible?
The possible purposefullness of the cause itself is enough.
I've claimed to be able write without needing a theme
So here I am in all my glory searching for something that will inspire.
I can write about beautiful women or the tides of the Atlantic
I can write about poetic muses that have whispered to me at night.
Wordsworth and Keats have written of these but alas do I?
Do I succumb to the hype of writing about thoughts of others?
Penetrating my thoughts they come without warning.
Piercing through the thick wall of consciousness
The subconscious gets a little taste of external poisons
And soon enough the thoughts of those become mine
To write unhibited I must confess the difficulty of this task
But so I shall as I've been prescribed to do
And as the words flow from my fingers so does emotion
I write these poetic verses that she asks me of.
I write them with fervor ...
Tomorrow.