Poems and Steel Strings

Poems and Steel strings
February 5, 2008

Mesmerizing is the word I shall choose
For the man who makes poems flow
From steel strings out of his hands

Caught up in the vibrations
Long after the poem is finished
Read it please
Read it again,
And again

Let me get lost in abstract thinking
And thoughts that have deeper meaning
Let me ponder what you meant
And what your heart lets you make clear
For that one token of a moment
With those fingers that make poems
From steel strings

Can I wonder
Just for a second
That at one point and time
Are thoughts are lying in sync
And that smile that plays on your lips
Is there
Only because you and I have shared
Something deeply romantic
And Private

Romantic because of the eloquence
With which that poem echoes through my entire being
Romantic because of the beauty each word in the poem possesses
Private because thoughts are only made clear
To the meticulous
Only to the meticulous
Can the poem even exist

Reviews

[T. F. Rice]

Hi, "Onyx". I like the flow of this poem especially because it is not continuous; it stops and starts much like music has spaces between the notes. And you give us not everything, that you are thinking. This is a good strategy for a poem that is deeply personal, because the personal meaning is not usually what the reader will get from it, even if you pound that part to death with details, so concentrating on the rest of the story makes this poem enjoyable. No sad cliches. A unique topic. And good delivery. I like it! If you submitted it to my publication, THE OTHER HERALD, I'm almost sure I would publish it. Keep writing! It takes work, and lots of duds along with the likable poems, but you will sort all that out. Cheers!! Thanks for reviewing one of my poems, so I discovered you/yours! Best of luck to you with your writing,
T. F. Rice

[Onyx Sky]

Did you just free style off my poetry??? That was so romantic!!!
Lol* omg.... I loved it. :) :) :)
You literally made my day!

[bluessadmood]

wow how nice ..whats that beauty
you know how to tell about poetry and poets
yes he ,he the one who makes poems flow
from steel strings..his words would melt
the most cruel of hearts ,his words would linger in your ears
in the ear long..long after it disappear
please let me hear it again ..let me swim in the ocean of your words..in your worlds
cant get enough of it..oh your poetry makes me fly
i lose balance..your words so romantic..so private..its I..only me who
who understand your words..you speak to me..you sing to me
Mesmerizing is the word I shall choose
For the man who makes poems flow
From steel strings out of his hands
Let me get lost in abstract thinking
And thoughts that have deeper meaning
Let me ponder what you meant
And what your heart lets you make clear
For that one token of a moment
Are thoughts are lying in sync
And that smile that plays on your lips
Is there
Only because you and I have shared
Something deeply romantic
And Private
how sweet ..everything
wonderful