Comment from Bill Schott

Excellent

This free verse, The Poet, reminds the readers that we absorb the world we see and interpret with the spin of creativity. From the mouths of babes will great poetic phrasing be uttered.

 Comment Written 08-Jan-2023

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reply by the author on 11-Jan-2023

Thanks so much, Bill!!

Comment from Cherish Adams

Excellent

Absolute truth and what a thought provoking poem. I think back to all the times that I was the first to leave a room. Thank you for sharing. Well said and well done.

 Comment Written 08-Jan-2023

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reply by the author on 11-Jan-2023

Thanks so much, Cherish!

Melissa

Comment from Rachelle Allen

Excellent

Ohhh! This is EXCELLENT!! And true! I would even venture to say "writer" instead of limiting it to "poet" (not that I think you should change it; I just changed it for my own inclusion, since I'm not a poet.) I seem very outgoing and lively --and one-on-one, I am. But at parties, I am a complete and total wallflower. My biggest goal is stay only as long as it would seem socially acceptable. So, this poem resonated in the biggest way!!

 Comment Written 08-Jan-2023

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reply by the author on 11-Jan-2023

Thank you for your wonderful review. Sometimes I feel overcome by the words in a noisy crowd... hence, the poem. :)

Melissa

reply by Rachelle Allen on 11-Jan-2023

I couldn't agree more. I was perfect!

Comment from PoemsOfDD

Excellent

The Poet - a poem I can relate to. In a room with too many people and noise and not enough space - writing alone seems like bliss. I like the brevity yet succinctness of this short piece. Nicely done :-) ~DD

 Comment Written 07-Jan-2023

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reply by the author on 11-Jan-2023

Thank you very much, DD... sometimes I feel overcome by the noise of many words when I'm in a crowd... hence the poem :)

Melissa

Comment from poetwatch

Excellent

I don't know if the poet would leave, Melissa, but I would. :) I'm not a to many people person. Wasn't that way, but life left me with our hearing its call. I can't hear and too many people talking is like... I'm in limbo where voices crash with each other. Nada comes into my understanding. :) So you are correct this poet would leave.

 Comment Written 07-Jan-2023

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reply by the author on 07-Jan-2023

Thanks so much for understanding, Jose... I could identify with this poet. It takes quiet and solitude to think of poetry and all of those incessant words would do me in. :)

reply by the author on 07-Jan-2023

Thanks so much for understanding, Jose... I could identify with this poet. It takes quiet and solitude to think of poetry and all of those incessant words would do me in. :)

Comment from Cindy Decker 2

Excellent

Melissa,
I like the irony of this free verse poem. It rings true and is ironic that a master of words, is overwhelmed by the words of others.
Great work, Melissa.
Good luck,
Cindy

 Comment Written 07-Jan-2023

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reply by the author on 11-Jan-2023

Thank you very much, Cindy... sometimes I feel overcome by the noise of many words when I'm in a crowd... hence the poem :)

Melissa

Comment from Pantygynt

Excellent

What a splendid comment in free verse form. I suppose the cacophony of meaningless party noise would cause the poor poet to flee the room. I never did enjoy those big parties. It is years since I have been to anything like that - I am probably too old to be invited these days.

 Comment Written 07-Jan-2023

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reply by the author on 11-Jan-2023

Thank you very much, Jim... sometimes I feel overcome by the noise of many words when I'm in a crowd... hence the poem :)

Melissa

Comment from Tom Horonzy

Excellent

Ah-hah. Perhaps you have explained why I am either the first to leave a social gathering or simply never went. I find my own conversation with myself far more uplifting. luv, ya luv.

 Comment Written 07-Jan-2023

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reply by the author on 11-Jan-2023

Thank you very much, Tom... sometimes I feel overcome by the noise of many words when I'm in a crowd... hence the poem :)

Melissa

Comment from Ginda Simpson

Excellent

There is truth in these words. Crowded rooms leave us little space to reflect and dream. We must retreat inwards from time to time. It is there that we meet the poet.

 Comment Written 07-Jan-2023

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reply by the author on 11-Jan-2023

Thank you very much, Ginda... sometimes I feel overcome by the noise of many words when I'm in a crowd... hence the poem :)

Melissa

Comment from Shirley E Kennedy

Exceptional

Hi,
What an amazing poem.
So short yet perfectly to the intended point.
The presentation speaks volumes regarding the inherent meaning.
Blessings
Shirley

 Comment Written 07-Jan-2023

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reply by the author on 11-Jan-2023

Thank you very much, Shirley... sometimes I feel overcome by the noise of many words when I'm in a crowd... hence the poem :)

Melissa