Daisy’s Place
By Marie
Doerner
Tonight I
went to Daisy’s Place
Didn't know
what I’d find
Tonight I
went to Daisy’s Place
Tired,
stressed and wired
I thought it
was a talent show
And talent
was surely there
I thought it
was a talent show
But poems,
stories, fear?
A little
girl in the city,
Another
crashed her boat
Unconditional
love,
Followed by
a train wreck,
One baby
nursing
Another
couldn’t hear
Fairness,
privilege,
Whose point
of view?
Beaten up
yet writes again,
The Irish go
to war
Together we
reach deep inside
To pull the
talent out
Together we
reached deep inside
To share,
create and bond
Come to
Daisy’s Place
You’ll find
the talent there
Come to
Daisy’s Place
Laugh, cry,
feel whole
:) Chaos and Creativity! Awesome stuff!
ReplyDeleteThis a great poem that captures the dynamic and participatory feel of the conference. Daisy's Place is now probably going to be the new name for our "Talent Show and Share"!
ReplyDeleteGreat poem, Marie! I feel like many of us can relate.
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