To Point a World Aright in Words

To Point a World Aright in Words

A Poem by Sympatico

 

I am the workmanship of words

Turned precise, of loneliness lost

To the fading color of birds

 

Like melted ice I am a chameleon of spring

Literature has become my gasp and drive

The last ancient script of my faith

 

I take form through her paragraphs

My emotions silhouette the parenthesis

Italics, bathes my last longings

 

Look closer, do you see a name, a face

That might be the terminus of some holy place

Life seized in strips of little rags of prophecy

 

All experience is held in code and incontinence

If beauty can set her shrine lost in a date

Maybe your loveliness can be recovered like youth

 

I am the workmanship of limitations, letters

Cut in my flesh, I must die to this.

© 2013 Sympatico


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I like the flow of this one, and the earnest desire for your craft. Lots of great imagery, and a host of interesting phrases.

The idea of the word, a poem, story, whatever, having a life of its own, and yet being created by someone who feels such a need for expression is quite delightful. The last two lines really did it for me with this one.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Girl Friday (Sarah W.)

11 Years Ago

I think you've been doing that for...oh...a week or more now.

In your verse I find my.. read more
Sympatico

11 Years Ago

but you don't hate me yet?
Girl Friday (Sarah W.)

11 Years Ago

I wouldn't use the word "hate", no...



Reviews

I like the flow of this one, and the earnest desire for your craft. Lots of great imagery, and a host of interesting phrases.

The idea of the word, a poem, story, whatever, having a life of its own, and yet being created by someone who feels such a need for expression is quite delightful. The last two lines really did it for me with this one.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Girl Friday (Sarah W.)

11 Years Ago

I think you've been doing that for...oh...a week or more now.

In your verse I find my.. read more
Sympatico

11 Years Ago

but you don't hate me yet?
Girl Friday (Sarah W.)

11 Years Ago

I wouldn't use the word "hate", no...
I like the imagery in the this, as well as the alliteration: "Like melted ice I am a chameleon of spring" and "the fading color of birds." "The last ancient script of my faith."

Well-crafted and poignant. More should read this. Bravo.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Anne Martin

11 Years Ago

Let's hope it is good for me, too. Winter surely wasn't.
Sympatico

11 Years Ago

Yeah no kidding, I've suffered a lot since November.
Michael Kevin Spencer

11 Years Ago

Yeah I know the feeling!

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Added on March 22, 2013
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