Futile Pulp Fiction

22/3/13 There are no words to match the complexities of the mind, the heart.. The beauty and ugliness that exist in the world. We can only attempt to convey our reality

Wicked,
Against my ear these words drown in a pool
Of futile pulp fiction.

A dream of dragons,
Souring sovereign
While we rest as dampened candles
Haunts the vacant path I tread.

Clouds are forever afar,
A dread to us all,
Who yearn for shaken shackles and explosive blossomed tongues.

Confined by a crib,
Now by taunting chalk like gasoline,
We've wandered at an empty horizon.

Fantasy,
We beckon thee,
Can't I leap off the page?

Incineration,
Desolation,
There is no word for rage.

Compassion greets me with a glare
As a shadow of a smile.
No breath like clapping thunder leaks
From our frail lips.

A harmonic truthful paradox,
I'll never convey

Reviews

[quinfinn]

Willow, i can't tell you how impressed i am with this write. it is, quite honestly, one of the best things i have ever read on w/c. every stanza a revelation, every line a masterpiece of thought. the profundity herein is amazing and complex, yet so very easy to grasp. this is poetry at its very best! absolutely superb!

[Ohhhwillow]

Wow quinfinn, ironically, I don't know what to say.. I'm glad this reached out to you! Thank you for reviewing

[quinfinn]

awesome writing, pray continue!

[The Nude Writer]

Powerful words willow :) very well composed :)

[Ohhhwillow]

Thank you! :)

[mikl paul]

The words and phrasing of this is wonderful. having read alot of your writing, i have to say i think your finest writing comes from describing your own heart, you do so well there.

[Ohhhwillow]

Thank you Mikl, I try to write when I am calm however, I have one rule I live by, never making decisions of the heart before consulting the mind. It avoids blurting out short term trauma

[mikl paul]

some of the best writing in the world was just that. :)

[Marc Marlon Villaflor]

Great write, I enjoy reading each words expressed. Totally brilliant!

[Ohhhwillow]

Thank you!

[Gerald Parker]

What an amazing image: 'Compassion greets me with a glare' - your ability to come up with these phrases is outstanding. For me, because I am very literal in the way I read and have problems with fantasy, some of your lines don't work for me. I'm not one for whom poetry communicates before it is understood. I'm not your best reviewer. What impresses me is the the complexity of what you try to express. Almost as though you are driving yourself mad trying to do it. I would advise you to ease up a while, simplify (and don't neglect your studies!)

[Ohhhwillow]

I'm a great fan of juxtaposition! The weird is the wonderful. I understand, however perhaps that is part of the idea - our ideas can only travel so far, for boundaries and restrictions. I am indeed driving myself mad trying to do it, occasionally, I write with less complexity but it is all dependant on how overwhelmed I am feeling! Thank you Gerald, I'm trying my best to get the balance right!

[Frieda P]

This is smooth sailing all the way...

'Clouds are forever afar,
A dread to us all,
Who yearn for shaken shackles and explosive blossomed tongues.'

I'd say that about captures us all here...really love this one Willow. Kudos.

[Ohhhwillow]

I felt it was all a bit ironic, writing about my inability to communicate ideas and thoughts that my reviewers seem to grasp perfectly.. In a good way, that is. :) Thank you Frieda

[Frieda P]

Yes, that's irony all right, maybe we poets speak the same language. :-)

My pleasure, you have a gift....

[Ohhhwillow]

Perhaps we do! A code that we can each decipher. :) Haha I'm not sure about that but I thank you for your kindness!

[Baby Ricochet]

Willow I'm a big fan of much of your work but I'm afraid I don't quite know what this is about.

[Ohhhwillow]

It's about the limitations of language to express thoughts and feelings, about. Writers desire to portray the closest he can to truth and a failure to convey it perfectly, as I have here haha

[Tai Ryens]

Various moments are mentioned here, all consistent of having felt trapped. From being 'confined in a crib' to wanting to 'leap off the page," everything here has an ethereal spark of feeling as well as the desperate long to feel important, unlike a character in poetry.
I also particularly like the time period you place yourself into, the medieval. A time where life consisted of books, swords, feathers, and writers enhances the feeling of being trapped.

[Ohhhwillow]

I'm certainly still unsure of this piece, glad you picked up on that idea, I often feel myself very trapped, by my own thoughts and feelings.. By the limitations in the world to show them. Thank you for reviewing Tai

[jacob erin-cilberto]

sometimes the words just can't quite convey the feelings...they fall short..

luckily there are other times when the words intensify the feelings...

this write is vivid with imagination...and creative complexities to make the reader ponder.

[Ohhhwillow]

Thank you Jacob!