Evoked Memory

Evoked Memory

A Poem by Mark
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Something different, experimental for me.

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Reflected through the prisms of your words
the sparkling lights illuminate
the map of my psyche.

Would I never have felt the experience
if you had never shared solid translucent dreams,
cold whisping from their freezer burns?

Stale butterflies and old grass smells
The scent of an insect torn. 
The birds crying foul.

From the deepness 
the high priestess
did summon, 

and so, half seen half felt, they came.

© 2017 Mark


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i like the imagery, it appeals to all five senses. this is great poetry.

Posted 12 Years Ago


new style worked well mark love the verse stale butterflies and old grass smells gives me autumn vibes enjoyed it

Posted 12 Years Ago


Mark

12 Years Ago

Glad you liked it :)
wonderfully described....specially the ending was fabulous..:)

Posted 12 Years Ago


Mark

12 Years Ago

Thanks :) Love your avatar btw LOL
Cerise

12 Years Ago

hahah...thankyou..:)
This experiementing is working for you, Mark. I didn't care for the first stanza--it seemed to be precursery to the rest of the poem, like you were stretching getting ready for the actual poem. The rest though, wow! *wisping
"cold whisping from their freezer burns" "stale butterflies" "scent of an insect torn" and that last line, just wow. great job! Thanks for sharing.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Mark

12 Years Ago

Thanks Eglan... you are very perceptive, the first few lines did feel like I was stretching :)
I like this, but I liked the last few lines. I don't know what this makes me think, probably not what you were thinking, but in art, and poetry, I think the reader is allowed to let this come to them they way they need it. Good art shows the emotion of the artist, great art bring emotion from the onlooker. Does that make sense? Anyways, You got me some emotion from this read! =)

Posted 12 Years Ago


Mark

12 Years Ago

Yes, it makes perfect sense and I love it when a reader shares what my writing evokes in them. Thank.. read more
Thought evoking piece here. I really enjoyed it.

"Stale butterflies and old grass smells
The scent of an insect torn.
The birds crying foul" - this is wonderful. Well done!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Mark

12 Years Ago

Thanks hon, glad you liked it, I don't normally write like this. :)
That_Girl

12 Years Ago

It was wonderful. Keep it up! :)

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Mark
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