Yesterday, at Poetry Tuesday, we had Ramya Pandyan aka Idea Smith as our featured performer of the evening. Though I’ve known Ramya for some time now and have been religiously following her blog, this was the first time I had seen her perform poetry. And OMG! It was absolutely mind blowing. Today’s poem is about her performance yesterday.
Idea Smith
Yesterday my soul was sore
So I went to the meet,
To hear the other poets speak
Hoping it would soothe my soul.
And there she was,
A waif of a girl
Who refused to be labelled.
She started to speak
And her words entered
Every part of my soul.
Filled my mind,
My heart
Became mine.
Tugged at thoughts long buried
Pulling feelings I’d chosen to hide
The poem built in crescendo
Pulling me into the words
Till it exploded all over me
Showering me with emotions
As I delighted in what I had heard.