Peek-A-Boo, I See You

Jules Interpretation of Poetry #6

Peek-a-boo, Ravyne I see you, no more hiding soul sisters are we you have value, so do I together we seek and find

The critical element in my learning the language of Poetry is the sentiment behind the words. Sometimes the private nuances to another, sometimes the bolder statements to the crowd. But mainly, it is an exchange of energy. Interpretations are as individual as the readers. Words and rhythms can repel or resonate; they can be deep or shallow. You never know what entanglements the person on the other end of the internet web is going through at that present moment. But if they provide a comment or highlight, you can see where you struck a chord. That’s the energy pull.

Poetic language is from the heart and spirit. I recently told someone I am learning the secret is evoking and feeling emotions. They were surprised that it was so recent for me. My early on disassociation has served me well in a wide array of jobs and volunteer work, but not as much personally. I could speak or write the words, but feeling them put me into my body which I wasn’t quite ready for yet. It is the final frontier of my spiritual healing integration. (more to come on that in a future post)

For the final interpretation for the year, I chose a poem by Ravyne Hawke. Her poem is a quatrain with an ABCB rhyming pattern, which starts her sincere and vulnerable post about playing hide and seek with ourselves.

She states the poem is the result of reading my New Year’s Challenge Post:

But she also thanks Marcus prompt about changing mindsets:

This is an example of the energy pull that teaches me the underlying emotions and blending within the language of Poetry.

My favorite stanza from Ravyne’s poem:

She felt no self-worth, no purpose stashed away her dream’s work if she could find no value neither would those who lurk

Those words brought tears to my eyes, and I felt them in the pit of my stomach. Yes, I have been there just as I’m sure many of you have been. It falls back to comparison and judgment, and I find so much value in each of the writers and poets I read. I admire the courage of everyone who writes their stories and dares to hit publish. Sometimes I don’t comment because the feelings have overwhelmed me, and I freeze in the emotion, but it doesn’t mean I didn’t find the value it added to my day.

Remember this: Even if you don’t find the value, those of us that lurk might. It goes with the old adage- if only you could see yourself through my eyes.

Happy New Year to everyone! Keep writing and sharing your poetic energy. Tag me in your poetry because I am lurking, and I want to read your valuable words!