I was thrilled to receive an email from a lady at work recently that included the word ‘huzzah’.
There is hope for the world yet, when brave people use more than the standard vocabulary.
The poem is not specifically about her, it is more broadly meant,
but she does has the honour (or otherwise) of being the sixth person at work
who has been responsible for prompting a poem.
Wildflowers – pick them where you find them.
Huzzah!
If there is one thing that I fear,
Alone, within a crowd,
It’s having no one to receive
My messages, as put out.
I’ve found
No seeds grow
On barren ground.
Relief, however,
When from afar,
A message comes through
Loud and clear,
There’s life out there!
Huzzah!
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2013
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I say old chap, this is a damned fine piece of good fortune, what?
ReplyDeleteAre you allowed to pick wildflowers?
ReplyDeleteMaybe that's why they're wild...?
DeleteI feel that there is an air of verisimilitude in what you are saying.
ReplyDeleteCan I be frank with you? Probably not, as you are Frank with me, but there is a wee bit of difference between bravery and pretention, si?
DeleteHow can a message in a bottle be loud and clear?
ReplyDeletePoetic license.
DeleteIt looks like the ocean but they are really radio waves.
DeleteIs it not being enough that you are having my regal personage as a reader? Are you being in a state of dissatisfaction with me? Please be thinking carefully before you are penning a response to this question.
ReplyDeleteI am still waiting for the response that is not coming to my question!
DeleteAlone within a crowd. I know that feeling.
ReplyDeleteFeeling lonely? Give me a call! ;-)
ReplyDeleteI agree with Anonymous, it's not a nice feeling. But don't you provide your own crowd?
ReplyDeleteHow lovely to find a kindred spirit at work... Though sometimes alone in a crowd seems the only sane place to be.
ReplyDeleteYup. A message like that is a peephole in a solid wall.
ReplyDeletegosh, love your little verse as well as your explanation. hello!
ReplyDeleteAlone or ignored in a crowd. The worst sort of loneliness. Affirmation. Vital to existence.
ReplyDeleteI also approve of the use of Huzzah! Thanks for sharing
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed the comments in here as much as the poem. Tho my brain balked at verisimilitude as I am too tired to get out my dictionary:)
ReplyDeleteHuzzah!
ReplyDeleteIt is always a treat to see a grand old word incorporated into modern speech. Gadzooks and Avaunt are two of my faves :)
felicitations and salutations, good sirrah
ReplyDeleteLovely to receive such a beautiful message
ReplyDeleteThe image of the message in the bottle - bread upon the waters, as it were - is most apt, Cos. How wonderful that people at work share their enthusiasm for your poetry. That, in itself, is a gift - and a testament to your work ethic. I mean, people don't follow the blogs of folks who are a-holes to them in the workplace, right? wink Amy
ReplyDeleteWhen surrounded by "drought" it is nice to know it is raining somewhere. :) Huzzah is fabulous word.
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