How great would be a giant redwood tree fallen never seen
An impressive star lost afar hidden in a universe's ravine
Shakespeare would be unknown if his plays were not shown in his time
A poem unread is dead no matter how sublime
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- Published: May 21st, 2025 03:17
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A sad fact but true. So many great works never see the light of day.A well constructed piece
Thanks so much David I appreciate your review and most kind words on this poem.
Your poem says a lot in just a few lines—it's a powerful reminder that even the greatest things can be forgotten if no one sees them. Simple, deep, and true.
Thank you so much Salvia for your continued support and kind words of support they are most appreciated
Straight to the heart, if anything in life is never seen it just fades away as if it was never there, such a waste, nicely written and enjoyed
Thank you Tobani for the read and understanding. Your support and encouragement is most appreciated
You are very welcome
The poem inspires us to ponder the nature of greatness and existence, illuminating that the genuine value of something shines brightest in its recognition and profound impact on others. It prompts us to reexamine the essence of greatness when it is not celebrated or cherished. It reminds us that art and beauty flourish when shared with others.
Thank you Friendship for your review and interpretation that is right on point. It is most gratifying when one is understood.
A pain I can hardly describe has been lifted. You know and see and feel 🕊️🙏🏻
Thank you Cryptic for your read and tender words of kindness they are deeply appreciated my friend
Most welcome Soren
On reading your title I imagined this could be about me! 🤣 Indeed I too reflect on the fact that those greats had a platform even if for some it was in their afterlife. Wow this is a wonderful piece 👏 🌹
Well I guess you got the metaphor then I knew that you would figure out it was about you. Well just kidding everyone knows your great. Thanks for the read my friend and the kind words of praise they are most appreciated.
LoL 🤣 biggest of hugs my dear sorrenbarret 🌹
Shakey chose some daft names for people, and verges on daftness at times I think. Not all his sayings are wise. Not that I've read his Complete Works! lol.
I wish KP never saw the light of day, but she does. She never hibernates. heehee.
You sure it wasn't daftness? LOL Thanks so much for the read Orchi it is always appreciated
Beautiful.
Thank you Thomas I appreciate that.
There are so many good things that are just never seen. Some of my best poems are never read, my best artwork never seen, the best parts of me hidden away...
You got the message on this one NG yes some of what I feel is my best work is very lightly read and I have to question myself whether I am just that much different than others or did they not get it. Either way the work is lost on deaf ears. Thanks so much for the read and the understanding words of encouragement.
“How great would be a giant redwood tree fallen never seen…”
Indeed, when a tree is upstanding we can rarely assess its height. It is when it falls to the ground that we see its real LENGTH. Before that we could not see its real HEIGHT…
So, the universe is a ravine, a bottom pit into which we cannot see very deep.
As for unread poems, the poet goes mostly unnoticed in his lifetime.
“Poet is a posthumous epithet.” From the book “How to write poetry.”
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Soman your words are inspiring and your work of analysis not nearly as appreciated as it deserves. I thank you for your words of comfort and encouragement they are fertilizer for the roots of an amateur poet like myself that writes as his own therapy from the slings and arrows of life's battle.
A cracking piece. Soren.
Thank you so much Thom your words are always valued highly
Very thought provoking. Does art exist for its own sake or is its survival and meaning depend on tbe beholder?
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