Arcadia found

Arcadia found

A Poem by ChemicalMadness
"

This one needs work...wanted to get the basic idea down though...

"
Show me please 
how you do that trick
with such ease
throwing words to the trees
watch as they tight rope the breeze
     feather flutter phrases down
paintings swimming in my head
    spun round

conjure up still worlds
for me
placid-smiling set them
free
watch, you'll say
hold and listen
     from behind closed eyes
     even darkness glistens

suspend me free
in the silk of you
show me again
strands of perfect green
nothing
adorned in ideas
put forth 
     no platter
          no alarm
               no clatter

simple talk 
complicates with necessity
urges with fervor
drowns completely
in arms and hearts 
and currents that carry me
down
sweet down
this brilliant place
this heartbeat world 
only ours
     Arcadia found

© 2013 ChemicalMadness


My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Reviews

What do you mean this needs some work? Are you kidding?! I dare say this is one of my favorite works of yours. The words simply sing off the page, my friend. I don't find any problem with the rhythm, as a matter of fact, I feel that the tempo and beat is just beautiful, especially when read aloud. Perhaps, if only a teeny tiny bit, the middle portion is slightly choppy, but I honestly didn't mind it. The piece is good...very good.

and currents that carry me
down
sweet down
this brilliant place
this heartbeat world
only ours

I'm enthralled by these lines, truly so...

Posted 11 Years Ago


i really like this poem...but yes, it seems the rhythm is on and off...just a smoothing out..will be a matter of a bit of tweaking...but keep the core of this the same...it is a really good piece.

Posted 11 Years Ago



Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

166 Views
2 Reviews
Added on April 27, 2013
Last Updated on April 27, 2013

Author

ChemicalMadness
ChemicalMadness

About
Hopefully you find something in some of my words here...If not, there is beauty in the music (which is not mine, clearly). Listen....always listen. more..

Writing