The Mistress of (Re)Vision

This poem is important to me because of who I wrote it for. She's heard it. I never said it was for her, but she must have known.

Inspiring.

It radiates from her like poetry in the wind.
Whispering a clever assortment of seemingly beautiful
yet passionately dark poetry
and it hangs about her
like the incense she burns on her book shelf
next to her collection of knives,
right next to her still beating heart,

and I promise
it almost leaves me speechless...

But speechless makes no poetry.

She can't help it.
It's inside of her,
the words,
scrawled on the inner layer of her veins.
It's all she can do to bleed a little.
And she knows how to bleed.
Sometimes, she bleeds a lot.

Her story.
It's a muse in the mist.
Each microscopic droplet,
singing her song in every language,
perfect harmony.
She chooses not to speak,
because her words
just pass through us.
Because she
is ghostly, in a way that isn't ethereal.
She
is a nuclear winter fallout
in its purest form.

But even the purest are furthest from perfection.
Even the most imperfect
are simply perfect paradigms of purity,
and yea,
sometimes she makes that much sense,
but even blanketed in the ash of disaster,
even tucked within the inevitable pages of tragedy,
She is beautiful still.
In every way.

Brilliant to a degree that in a place of no darkness

she’d be a shadow,

but in a place of no light

we’d not see her

we’d see only what she touches.

‘Till Loneliness meets power.

‘Till Chaos finds calm.
‘Till Peril convenes hope.
The philosophy of-
and the idea that is-
Her Existence
is a rationality in the metaphysical.
She has built temples with a single lyric
and tore them down again with another word.

(Does she exist?)
She has created visions of neurotic narcotic ecstasy
from surreal hallucination
to vivifying veracity.
(Does she exist?)
Heaven was built by the pages of our books
and brought to life by her words.
Heaven was never meant for humans
but angels can't fly without her wings.
(Does she exist?)
Does she exist?

The influence she has given.
The philosophy of-
The idea that is-
     The Architect of Words
     The Mother of Lexis

     The Goddess of Expression
     The Mistress of Vision

She does not exist in the sense that she is not real
but she is existent.
And I have seen her beauty

talked to her

heard her words

felt her hair

held her hand

danced with her

embraced her in my arms

scented her fragrance

and tasted her wisdom.

She is not imaginary.
She is not supernatural.
She is not a god.

No.
She is simply
a poet.

Author's Note

This is a re-take on an old poem that I feel doesn't quite capture what I was going for with this concept. I'm going to keep them both as two separate poems rather than two versions of the same poem.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem is amazing. I like the powerful description. Create good visions with strong statements.
"Heaven was built by the pages of our books
and brought to life by her words.
Heaven was never meant for humans
but angels can't fly without her wings.
(Does she exist?)
Does she exist?"
Poetry and writing support to create a escape. This poem did. Thank you for the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Emily B]

oh, wow!

again . . . you are fast becoming one of my favorites

[Doreen]

I picked the right piece to read for the first of your writing. This is brilliant. I love this. It's beautiful! It shows such a deep and penetrating appreciation. Well done!

[Elvina CZq]

Somehow reminded me of a song by Charles Aznavour called "She". This poem takes my breath away. Very beautifully written, and the last part really brings the Light into it.

[G. Marie"floating on an..]

WOW THIS IS FANTASTIC
THIS POEM IS INCREDIBLE AND HONESTLY, I AM IN COMPLETE AND UTTER AWE AFTER READING THIS!!!!!! this is the kind of poetry that excels over all the rest! and the kind of poetry i long to write!!! BRAVO!!!! FOR THIS !! NO KIDDING!!!!!!

[Jacqueline Lopez]

This is beautiful! She is simply a poet! I'm speechless.. Wow I wasn't expecting this, because at the same time this piece is romantic. Loved this because you also have many good lines in this poem and I love that she's simply just a poet!