‘The Friend’ by James Sale The Society April 6, 2015 Beauty, Poetry 9 Comments I dreamt I saw him in the queue, A friend I thought had long since died; But we embraced so warmly then; It seemed a dream we’d been apart. And looking at him, then I knew Some different spirit was his guide; Before, as living, false as men, He’d never known his own true heart. But now his name was really True. I wept as I held him, tongue-tied, For once again I had my friend, Not this time ending, but to start. James Sale, FRSA is a leading expert on motivation, and the creator and licensor of Motivational Maps worldwide. James has been writing poetry for over 40 years and has seven collections of poems published, including most recently, Inside the Whale, his metaphor for being in hospital and surviving cancer, which afflicted him in 2011. He can be found at www.jamessale.co.uk and contacted at james@motivational maps.com. He is the winner of Second Prize in the Society’s 2015 Competition NOTE: The Society considers this page, where your poetry resides, to be your residence as well, where you may invite family, friends, and others to visit. Feel free to treat this page as your home and remove anyone here who disrespects you. Simply send an email to firstname.lastname@example.org. Put “Remove Comment” in the subject line and list which comments you would like removed. The Society does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or comments and reserves the right to remove any comments to maintain the decorum of this website and the integrity of the Society. Please see our Comments Policy here. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) 9 Responses Terence Marin April 8, 2015 A beautiful rhyme scheme and poem! Reply james sale April 17, 2015 Thanks Terence – I appreciate your comments Reply Joan Gilbert April 8, 2015 very lovely poem, touching with true meaning. Reply james sale April 17, 2015 Again Joan, your reading this means a lot to me: thank you Reply Joseph Charles MacKenzie March 15, 2017 This is, indeed, the tight, word-by-word economy which reminds us of the best. Kipling in his smaller forms, certainly Joseph Mary Plunkett, and even Longfellow. It is that ease with which the rhymes cut the sense. This is what we must aim for. Reply James Sale March 16, 2017 Thanks Joseph – everyone wants to be appreciated for what they do, and your specific comment on my use of rhyme pleases me not only because it is what I set out to do, but also because only an expert could possibly see/hear it. Reply Joseph Charles MacKenzie March 17, 2017 While the expert might be able to articulate what he sees, be always perfectly assured, dear James, that the very humblest of this world will receive that impression of beauty, that sensation of euphony, that sense of easy fluidity, which you have attained with aught of technique and years of study. If only jewelers among themselves are able to discourse on the chemistry of stones and the various techniques of cutting, polishing, and setting them, think not that the eye of the least instructed man on earth would not delight in their sparkle and brilliance. For, everyone sees, and everyone hears, even if not everyone can speak. And consider: What power is the poet’s if he should mingle the splendor of his confections with the light of truth! Is this not the spirit of the ancient art we defend and continue? James Sale March 20, 2017 Joseph, you are so right; and I expressed myself badly. Yes, people can and should experience beauty directly and the poet aims to enable that. What I meant to say was that in some way most people don’t become aware of the artifice because the beauty speaks for itself. It’s a great actor or actress: they key thing in their role is not to observe that they are acting – it appears to be just who they are. When we become aware they are acting, our pleasure diminishes, and at that point we rate them a lesser actor. But of course the professionals are always aware of the artifice; indeed, study other great actors to add to their own repertoire. So with the poem: we want to appear seamless, but another poet will always ask: how did he/she do that? I think that’s what I meant – and your point is exactly right – the humblest ‘get it’. My email address is James@motivationalmaps.com. It would be good to communicate with you directly. Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.