Body

Body

A Poem by John Sullivan

my body is powerful
this corpus of language
mind of metaphor
standing on legs of limerick
skull screaming rhyme scheme
defying definition
gnashing teeth
grinning typewriter keys
starved staring eyes
watching the ink flow
living
bleeding
today
tomorrow
hearts pound like marching snares
beating time to the day's reveille
lungs filled to the brim with lyric
new paragraph
indent

© 2024 John Sullivan


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I've always felt my poetry defined me more than anything else in life. I read that Hemingway lost all ability to write towards the end, due to health reasons. I can't imagine losing the proficiency of putting word to paper, the intellectual and creative process, gone. There's nothing better than reading about the worth a poet feels for the expression of the written word. Good to meet you, John. Thank you for such a versed and polished piece.

Posted 8 Months Ago


I see a poet exploding with words, so many that his lungs fill up with lyric, his teeth gnash, he might even bleed....you are so ready to empty your soul...and ready your pen and Bam! you can relax now...
I love this very inventive piece.. the flow, the power, the whole experience...
Warmly, B

Posted 8 Months Ago


John Sullivan

8 Months Ago

Well goodness, miss Betty! Your much too kind, thanks for reading!
Betty Hermelee

8 Months Ago

You're very welcome John, appreciated...
Warmly, B
Its the rhythm here for me.

Posted 8 Months Ago


John Sullivan

8 Months Ago

Thanks Ken!
some body. clever. you should have mentioned the alliteration ... :)

Posted 8 Months Ago


John Sullivan

8 Months Ago

Thanks Pete, been feeling alliterative lately
Writing is rather cathartic. It's inexpensive therapy. Your poem is right on the mark.

Posted 8 Months Ago


John Sullivan

8 Months Ago

Thank you so kindly for reading, and sharing
Dear, John Sullivan, ingenious. I like every verse,
surmounting, "indent" yes indeed.
I fall for the gully of such write, you made me smile,
:S -----Maynard

Posted 8 Months Ago


John Sullivan

8 Months Ago

Many thanks, my friend (:
1809 Black Plague December

8 Months Ago

You are most welcome, Dear,
I hope you are having a grand evening, and spending a grand holi.. read more
Fantastic work. Powerful and poignant.

Posted 8 Months Ago


John Sullivan

8 Months Ago

Many thanks Tom. I'm not on the internet so much these days, but I will leave ya some reviews one of.. read more
the body poetica in the ritual of rhyme and reason - more here behind the curtain than just just a weak and unassuming man this is that powerful and tyrannical ( ? ) one that we assumed was there and now is exposed in corporeal images. enjoy the read very much - thanks for the post - carl

Posted 8 Months Ago


John Sullivan

8 Months Ago

Fascinating take, my friend! Thanks for reading
This is who we are, John.
This day I am wearing my t-shirt that says "Poetry is my Therapy"---
maybe at the end of the therapy lies the great poem...we all strive to write that one piece that might
make our name...yet most of us will die silently, with little ado...
and unknown.
Love this piece.
j.

Posted 8 Months Ago


John Sullivan

8 Months Ago

Jacob, it's always a humbling pleasure to hear from you. Thank you for your kind thoughts. Surely yo.. read more
A writer!s lot. It can be painful and sometimes there is a need to break away. It can be a struggle. Well penned John.

Chris

Posted 8 Months Ago


John Sullivan

8 Months Ago

A pleasure to hear from ya, miss Shaw! And yes it can. Rule Britannia and all that :P

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