Poetry in Me

There is poetry within me --

my midnight visualizations echo rivers,

like the blood-letting of words     flowing

through corridors of lofty peaks,

pooling in a mirror loch that reflects

the cracking of a limitless sky.

 

There is poetry within me --

as I tip the kettle and pour my morning brew

into a fractured cup of inexhaustible imagery,

cream spinning like a pinwheel of simile,

as I look to the west and muse upon

a world driven by gears and unrealized art.

 

There is poetry within me --

drumming an ever constant wing-beat

of insatiable compulsion to simply     write,

to build lines, like the framework of cathedrals,

to create until my eyes sting and my hands ache:

 

these morphemes are my obsession realized,

these words my healing salve     applied liberally. 

Reviews

[MsJewel]

I love the repetition of the line There is poetry within me..it is very effective.

We all write for different reasons and some of us write just because we must. So we do....and you are so right, the words do become healing, they become inspirational, they can hold our memories and capture our hearts and souls.. and it is all because we must write.

Your poem is lovely. Thank you for the rr. I enjoyed this one very much.

:) Julie

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

Thank you Julie...we do all write for our own reasons, and this is part of the reason that art is such a beautiful thing.

[Anand Sehgal]

don't cork up the bottle. Let it come out :D spirited write indeed :)

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

Thank you so much :)

[Pryde Foltz]

I really don't know how I coped before poetry. I really liked this writing. It addition to being a meta-write of a light and elegant touch. It created a wonderful atmosphere of comfort and delight.

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

Thank you, Pryde :)