I Am Poetry

In an unopened cage,
I remain unrestrained.
In a world of black and white,
I am color in your night.

 

On a street without a name,
I'm the dancer in the rain.
On a ship without a voyage,
I'm the gypsy full of courage.

 

In a world so profound,
I may seem slave and bound.
In times of no chivalry,
I remain master and free.

 

In a room of masquerade,
I'm the inner child at play.
In the asylum of the heart,
I'm the voice of poetic art.

Author's Note

My real name must be "Poetry".

Reviews

[Michael X]

Wow, I loved this, the imagery is very nicely executed in form and flow, as the passion behind the wording takes on a life all its own, the way poetry represents art, the way metaphors open the door to deeper
understanding that would othrerwise be restrained. this is absolutely crafty and rhythmically creative.

[lastchildborn]

I liked it ,, to me you put down a hidden part of yourself ,of being empty no trust and rather stay alone than be hurt . GBU, Rodney Hatchell

[SallyS29]

Outstanding read and a delightful flow of words and emotions

Thank you for this experience

[Love Struck]

Hey, thanks for your review (: I've heard good things about your writing, so I thought I'd check it out, and I have to admit I'm impressed! My favorite line is 'In the asylum of the heart, I'm the voice of poetic art.' Your choice of words really caught my attention - I'm curious to your inspiration?

[A.r. Bazian]

i dont know what to say!
very "poetic"
weird... how i felt while reading this!
its astonishingly capturing!
as usual... simple flow, very strong and effective words! every word along a beat of you heart!
i love it!
keep it up!

[Pax Analog]

Cool! A crisp little verse essay about itself.

It's a stamp of postmodernity for art increasingly to be about itself, to notice process over faux absolutes.

And this authentic take on the soul of poetry (or poetics, when it extends into other disciplines) reminds me of Koestler's book title, that Sting used for Police album: "Ghost in the Machine."

Poetry/poetics is REAL LIFE in the reductionist grid, the white noise of "economic bail-outs," sawdust suits, appropriationist militarist politics.

"In the asylum of the heart,/I'm the voice of poetic art."

This entire poem is a poster reminder of what is important in life -- LIFE ITSELF. Thank you for your excellent and enduring affirmation.

[Shelly Araujo]

beautiful work; you'll get no argument from me, you are poetry!

[Bennett Logan]

Good poem, Jenn! I like how you illuminate individual tiny details of larger pictures, especially the lines about being the color in a world of black and white. I came away thinking that black and white ARE colors, so your narrator, as poetry, is just there. Thanks for sending your poem my way. I truly enjoyed it!

[A Lost Man Found]

......very nice. I am always surprised by your work.

[James K. Blaylock]

Wow, I really dug this one! And the 2nd stanza truly rox!

On a street without a name,
I'm the dancer in the rain.
On a boat without a voyage,
I'm the gypsy full of courage.

jkb

[G. Harrison Quay]

I've never read a piece of your work I didn't like Jen, and this is no exception.
Beautifully written, great choices of metaphors.
I loved it.