An Open Poem to WordPress

If you’ve had your verse posts mangled in the “Reader” section as I have, let WordPress know.

Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos

Dearest WordPress,
I must confess
Lately, you’re playing with fire

The reader, you see
Has lost harmony
Line breaks is what we desire

Words jumbled together
It’s hard to tell whether
The verses are supposed to be mixing

Since I pay for my site
Hoping you’ll see the light
What ain’t broke, doesn’t need fixing

Better listen today
To what I have to say
Trust me, I’m not being coy

Take your Beep Beep Boop
And retire this goop
It’s obvious these changes annoy

©2015 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved

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It snagged me late–
rescued me, truth be told–
at a time when old
passions and occupations
oozed mercilessly
from my soul.

It didn’t happen all at once
but in stages, like a well-planned
seduction: the sensuous play of words,
the grinding rhythms of song,
the fusing drone of prayer–each
enticed at the appointed time.

And when, at last, I stood
naked before its spell,
it planted itself deep
within the creative space and
charged me with the poet’s task–
to turn water into wine
and toast the delicate
marriage of mystery
and truth.

© 2000 Dennis Ference