Clairvoyant

Clairvoyant

A Poem by Emily B
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Written for the Magritte contest

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small space
curled tightly
walls will crumble
wings will unfurl
what once was dormant


waiting


will               fly                  away


    air                           light                    wings


merrily                      singing


melodic                notes              perched             on              vision

© 2008 Emily B


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The gravity of your piece really is surprising. It is more so considering the simplicity of the words you use. I really do think that you are talented. You are a magician with the ability to turn paper airplanes into carrier ships ready to rescue soldiers from the war. Imagine what you can do when your poetic voice meets metal.

You can probably end poverty as we know it.

Posted 16 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

Emily B

11 Years Ago

it occurs to me i haven't been using my voice in exactly the right way . . . so much work to be done



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As a professional psychic I found this poem quite enchanting. Your words flow effortlessly cascading over my soul like raindrops from heaven. Next time the spirits talk to me I will tell them of the beautiful poem I read that they too may be blessed.

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

The title completes this poem perfectly. It's like maybe snippets of conversations? I don't know, but I like the whole idea and how you wrote it.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love this piece, Emily. It is so free and light. I love that feeling and the way you've expressed that.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I enjoyed this. The title tripped me up...I see this lovely creature emerging after a long wait...and flying off to be all that is was meant to be from the very start. Creative set up for your words...it painted a great soaring picture. :)
~Lorraiyne

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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Ha, much better! From unfurled at the start to spinning, spinning outwards... the visual impact gives this more flavour, more... of a psychological arty twist.

Now... it looks like a flying saucer, haha... more in keeping with the surreal theme, I think, don't you?
=)

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Feels like the opening of a chrysalis. Wonderful.

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

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A Magritte contest, huh? If I'd have known (or actually bother to peruse these contests now) I would've entered too, haha.

Lots of 'w' and 'l' alliterations in this piece. I found lines 3 and 10 to be most in accordance with my idea of surrealism. And being centred, was this piece supposed to look like a chess pawn? It sure looks like it.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is really a fine meditation. It really leaves me with something to think about. Fine work.

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Very nice. Very surreal. Interesting mental picture.

-Gabe


Posted 16 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

Em, I love this. I just love how the words capture this feeling. We all long to feel like this in our lives. I think you found your words. Unfurl has to be my favorite word in this piece.

Posted 16 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.


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Emily B
Emily B

Richmond, KY



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