Fragmentalize.......

Fragmentalize.......

A Poem by Muse

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 




It's
the genesis
of freedom that hides deep in my
mind. The words float across the parchment, and it pours
throughout the grain. All of this; it reads like a vapor,
splitting my lips in two.  As I speak, the narration cuts deep.  
Every vowel thickens my veins. Remarkable; how my ideas
begin to spill over. Baptized by inspiration, as the voracity
spills across an empty page. The syllables penetrate my changing
skin. I see it transpire; the letters fragmentalize.  Nouns, verbs,
and adjectives, bleeding a new passage with my fingertips.  I
trace the font that flirts Bookman Old Style, and Lucida Console.
There's a magic; a gravitational pull, my mortal embodiment
begins to whittle off.  Blending into the book that cradles
my ideas, dreams, and secrets. Falling away; an evaporation of
physical self.  The mystery that surrounds me, carries me
with an elegant lucidity.  I can finally rest my ghost,
                                                           
                                                                          upon
                                                              
                                                                                the
                                                                                
                                                                    EMPTY                        
                                                                         
                                                                               shelf.....
 

© 2014 Muse


Author's Note

Muse
This is how I feel....when I can write. It becomes physical...spiritual.

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I like the artwork and the strong words. Writing is my pleasure also. Take me away to better places and free me for a moment to wander in words and thoughts.
"The syllables penetrate my changing
skin. I see it transpire; the letters fragmentalize. Nouns, verbs,
and adjectives, bleeding a new passage with my fingertips. "
Powerful description made the poem a great pleasure to read.
Thank you for a excellent poem.
Coyote

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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This poem so caught my soul and every aspect of my being while reading it. Beautifully composed.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Words and ideas that rip thier way into the brain and nest there. Wonderful writing. There's not many like it. Exceptional. It's not often I end up gob smacked, but I am now

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Amazing Brilliant! "upon the empty shelf" it's so true. Very creative deep poem, the lines are taking the writer to the virtual screen! stunning dear. xx

Posted 13 Years Ago


Two thumbs up! This is a little newer take on what it feels like to write, when we purge ourselves of what is just waiting to get out. I felt like the ending fit this piece very well, especially with your signature playing with font size. Excellent work, as usual! :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


I abeolutely love the way you have writtne this. Keep up the good work :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


Incredible and brilliant! Mirroring the magic of creating a masterpiece is the muse for this phenomenal poem, 100.

Posted 13 Years Ago


dear friend.. you really hit one out of the park with this one.. ! ...

creating something, out of nothing, is pretty cool isnt it.. sometimes when i know ive got the time to sit down.. like a weekend.. and write, something, come hell or high water..there is this cool feeling of discovery of, what in the heck is going to come out, this time... we, or at least I, just never really know, and then sometimes... ususally when someone writes a review from an older piece, you get a chance to, read it again, and your like.. wow, i actually wrote that... that wasnt half bad hahaha..

you did really good with this one ... i give it................ two.... (((((hugs))))) ((((((hugs)))))

:)


Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Think you should make something of the difference between Bookman Old Style and LUCIDA CONSOLE. not Lucinda. Bookman is a Serif font, LC is a sans serif font. Be careful of repeating things...
Thoughts you express possibilities bbut you should think about what you're doing. Think more...write less! :-)

Maybe you should take your reviews with a grain of salt?!

Posted 13 Years Ago


All I see is a young girl writing in her diary telling her secret hopes and fears to the ever attentive page recording her thoughts in an unspoken comforting manner. Do we not all feel that we are looked upon maybe even read but never really understood. Your use of deeply moving metaphor is wonderful especially the sadness of the ending. Doubt anyone would leave you upon the shelf why would they shelve such beautiful words when they could be reread and once more enjoyed, keep em' coming

Posted 13 Years Ago


"Every vowel thickens my veins. Remarkable; how my ideas
begin to spill over. Baptized by inspiration, as the voracity
spills across an empty page. The syllables penetrate my changing
skin. I see it transpire; the letters fragmentalize."

The concept in which you use your words in this masterpiece amuse me. When we write with different words and the verbs along with nouns that represent the imagery, it makes writing even more addicting. The emotions poured into this make me want to say more than just physical words. Its magic for one thing...I completely love it. Thank you for such a great poem. The picture adds to the fragmentation of what you're trying to say. Thank you.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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