Epoch of Mass Deletion

A Writer's Cafe exclusive. Something I have been thinking about since the accidental deletion of everyones' writings. Giving the situation similiar status to the extinction of the dinosaurs.

 

Epoch of Mass Deletion

 

Syllables graze

Upon the page

Amongst similes

And metaphors alike

As onomatopoeia buzzes about,

Alliterating thought,

Unaware of the coming plight.

 

Verbage soars

Through the sonnet fields

Seeking shelter

From the nature

Of haiku,

Its story, once upon a time,

Dwelt within poetic flight.

 

Wisdom roams,

Adjectively defined,

While hunting punctuation

Beneath participles dangling

From ideas blooming

In the brilliance of thought,

Birthed in both darkness and light.

 

The scene tranquil

Suddenly disrupted.

Words run-on, rampant,

Sentenced to silence

As the finger of God

Falls upon "delete"

Without rhyme or reason in sight.

 

Legion

26Feb08

Reviews

[Cold Coffee Magazine]

Were you drinking or on med.s when you wrote this? Most people have to be in order to create something with abosolutely no walls. This piece is like pure raw imagination, unfiltered, uncensored and uninhibited. I love it for its ability to tranverse. In fact its that very nature about it that might have me misinturpreting it. Maybe not. Either way I gave you salute for having the ability to let it all hang out like that.

Dave

[OilsandSyntax]

I thought this was great. I love all the references to the literary elements. Very playful and creative. A big thumbs up from me.

[Christina2]

Fav. lines:
From ideas blooming

In the brilliance of thought,

Birthed in both darkness and light.



Before and after that the words are exposed, meaning they are laying there on the page without a place to go, does that make any sense? Hence the delete button. It works, it flows nicely. I like the thought process in this piece. The words shaping the piece together. Good share.

[Tania Leigh]

"As the finger of God
Falls upon "delete"
Without rhyme or reason in sight."

This stanza reminds me of the big red "nuclear war" button that as kids we imagined the President has in his office, as if pressing one button could summon the end of the world....a very scary concept, but it truly feels like the end of the world to a writer that has lost countless hours of work.....excellent write here!

[Nameless]

the personification is BEAUTIFUL. also, a topic near and dear to my heart. hehe

[J. Elsie]

So freakin cool

[MARZ]

i did not experience the massive deletion - but i still liked the poem

forMARZly yours

[poddar kushal]

this is beautiful

[Andromeda]

i like! gosh, i hate that delete button hahah.

[JC]

Absolutely fabulous!

"As onomatopoeia buzzes about" is pure wit! All those boring English classes have now been shed in a new light. What a great play on words, and a great depiction of that "fateful day."

Thanks for the invite and three cheers for a great read.

[Fran Marie]

As the finger of God

Falls upon "delete"

Without rhyme or reason in sight.


A Very creative and well crafted piece~the ending wraps it up quite nicely~
WelL DonE!~Fran