A Writer's Confession *With Evoca

 

Allow the incision to intrigue the precision
of a dimensional decision
displayed in crimson tones of anastrophe.
One apostrophe developing fundamental commencement
in delegations of pronouncement.

The superficial mind supplies
the disguise towards an unhealthy life.
Lines of blue;
Gaps of white;
begin to splice
what the instrument writes.
Tonight's lights will immerse
into encryptions the Egyptians
neglected to engrave.
Deprave the tongue
into onslaught assimilation.
Ascend towards the temptation
of articulation.
Integrate contextual enlightenment
so the execution can be attested.
Cognitive content should be invested
towards the welfare of our vitality.

Our mortality is shown through our personality.

Infuse the muse that won't lose it's truth.
Unwind the mind,
staying confined,
to under-mined circuits somehow lost in orbit.

The vision of abstract materialization,
now the idealism of extraversive regression.
The technical confession of a passion
not many
could understand......

Reviews

[Walkingblind]

Yeah now thats what I've been waiting for I dont know how you do it but everytime,
everytime i read your poetry I have to say a little prayer asking God to give me some of
what you got!!! My mind was working overtime I love big words (there i admit it) but what
i love even more is when they are actually apart of a piece and not thrown in to make the poem
or writing sound smart. I got what you put down, I like how you presented it and how hard
you brought it explaining how and why we write what we have rolling between our ears.
I applaud you....now bring on some more! Great poetry!

[Li Li]

Are you asking me if I understand my own work Gandre? Lol!!!!

[Kena Dawn Augustine]

wow, i can see why you won the contest of St Louis poet of the year! you are amazing. you writing is so intellectual, the words you choose are far beyond what others here use, including me. i didn't even know what half of these words meant. ha. and ilove your spoken word, the choice of background music you used, and the piano is a nice touch. you have a beautiful warm voice, you could put me to sleep!!! ha ha. good job Li li!

[DavidRyan]

Like the others before me have said, this is amazing. I love the way it flows, moving from one idea to the next while keeping its focus the entire time. I think this is really powerful. Thank you so much for posting it.

[Carl]

Ok has LiLi had a dictionary for breakfast I ask myself. This is a gymnastical peice of Lyrical Content. It bends, it weaves, and it teases the reader to keep up with it, as it twists and turns and pulls you every which way. A question Whats the worst thing a poet can do?. Answer ... Pick up their pen. Have you ever sat at a table with pen in hand making small incisions on a white sheet. Digging for words, ploughing and furrowing the field in the hope that you stumble across the word that will open the flood gates or burst the dam. In the peice "A Writers Confession " LiLi demonstrates this phase of poetry when she says " One apotrsophe" That little dot made with the end of a pen as we scour and search the Lyrical Lanes for that opening word. I like the way LiLi uses her pen to "Splice" through the blue and white. ( lines on a paper) I think she may have used the pen to delete and score through as well. The best part of the poem for me is when LiLi mentions "These encryptions the Egyptians to neglected to engrave" Powerfull thing a pen.
I like the Egyptian reference, because It tells me that all through time there has never been a moment like this. LiLi writing "A Writers Confession " was meant to be for now this time for this moment. Awesome.
I like the way to LILi almost sub-conciousley talks about the mind being superficial and the tounge being depraved. Let me explain what these phrases mean to me. If someone calls you an unkind name. what does it play on most..... Your mind. We think about it how can they call me that. so when we retaliate what do we do.? We shout back. Using our tounge. But as LiLi points out the mind is superfical, so we take in what people think of us, and if we let garbage in then we get garbage out through our speech. Our words carry weight. Please use them as blocks to help people stand, encouage one another, because our mortality is shown through our personality. Yes we may be different but I believe that we have a great calling as poets to write for this time and for this generation. Write The Future. For Poetry Is Life and that is something that they will never understand
Awesome Peice LiLi
Love always

[Brjden (Bridge-Den) Cre..]

Very gorgeous write Alicia! Your intelligence never ceases to impress. Your flow and cadences are sick, and to use your diction to describe a writer's confession this way was incredibly creative!

"Infuse the muse that won't lose it's truth.
Unwind the mind,
staying confined,
to under-mined circuits somehow lost in orbit."

Very impressive Li Li!

[Collette]

Whew, you have my head spinning in all sorts of directions with this poem. Let me just start by saying: WOW, I may be in love. You have one of those poetic voices that just reaches out and shakes the reader. Steady flow, rhythmic, almost chant-like. Slightly reminded me of the style Colderidge used for his "Kubla Khan"...but I digress...You have a sick way with diction, flow, imagery. Everything is just an all-out tribute to your pen-hand's skills. I can't even critique this. I just want to hear it read a loud, as I'm sure it would make an even greater impact...
The life of a writer is something complicated, yet simple. From an outsider's perspective looking in, I'm sure we resemble idealistic lunatics complete with ink spots and all...but from the inside it makes perfect sense. I love the urgent way you capture the need to write:
Lines of blue;
Gaps of white;
begin to splice
what the instrument writes.
Tonight's lights will immerse
into encryptions the Egyptians
neglected to engrave.

I feel it, I feel this, and I most definitely feel your skills. Snap snap.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

dang this is incredible... great flowing wit and intelligence... we must stay true to ourselves for our writings to project our passion... it is easy to get lost if you stray from your heart. loved the message.