here’s a poem i wrote about the use of the comma once…

by doreen peri

Posted to Utterances on 2002-01-27 10:37:00

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…. but it was a metaphorical thing… check Strunk & White for correct usage of commas… you will never go wrong with S&W

here’s my pome… just for fun 😉

-commas, intervals, and pauses –

blinded by the hope too soon,
confusions from a half of moon,
infusions on the edge of doubt —
the love a fuse, i quell my shout.
nobody’s stronger than the next —
perspectives from the truth of text
reflect the lines — the comma lies,
a pause, perhaps, would now be wise.

written words of pain that’s bled
from hearts or hands or from the head
sometimes can stain a sweet refrain —
emotions causing too much strain.
eradication of the void
are goals of souls with words employed
to write the sequence of a tune,
the comma pauses — half a moon.

a quarter, maybe, or a full,
the moon takes tides within it’s pull.
its power source with mighty force,
can sometimes veer you from your course.
the comma’s an important mark;
an interval within the spark
of sentences with meaning clear,
a wait can sate, not disappear.

the sentence can continue on,
intent of it is never gone —
a clause can cause a thought to grow
on other sides of commas, so
we punctuate, we make our point,
and soon two clauses become joint
in sentence one, with meaning spun
from half-moon phrases in the sun.

a voice enhances sentences,
and airs our true repentances —
nobody’s perfect, people err
and yet we yearn for clearer air.
a pause, perhaps, in words we say
when speaking out our heart’s dismay;
a comma offers such a break
in conversations we partake.

we pause. we sit. we wait. we rest.
the truth of us is now undressed.
and sometimes time needs nurturing
by commas, interludes that sing.
while here am i and there you are,
each one’s perception sees a star
to shine through sentences attire —
a pause can rescue us from fire.

sometimes we’re blinded by the hope
of moons half full within our cope,
the strength of commas in their pause
can help us unify our cause.
perception is a tricky thing.
suspension, intervals, can bring
alleviation to our verse
while phrases join and intersperse.

two clauses on a comma’s glide —
a ride beyond the moon’s dark side.
i’ll see you there within the sky.
our us is sometimes you and i.

doreen peri, 2/7/2001