A LOVE LETTER FROM A FAILED GENERATOR

11 19 13

I.

Inside a meltdown

of aggrieved metaphors

we met and made the best

of icy memories

You were the apex

of a sullen candle wick's

heated umbrella

passing for protection

from the typhoon

of toxicity corroding

the artificial lights

I resorted to in search

of happiness

II.

Sickened by the cynicism

I could never conquer

without aid

the shrill wheeze

in my lungs stabbed

the air of my resigned

ignition like an acid

rain-rusted fork

Prongs of erosion

incinerated the dimensions

of my Great Pretender mask

I was open to the prospect

of a meltdown

III.

A power outage smirked

on the verge of threatening

my need for Winter white

to blind the pile-up of humid

months eroding my incentive

for an age's elevation

Then you came

puncturing the black aura

I was all too ready to adopt

I am already obligated to

the grey threshold 

it would appear

yet the parasol of your

embrace stifled my

corrosion of closure like

the blinders of a race horse

Simply through your place 

in my obstructed vision's show

you have won me

until I realize I'm out of candles

and the metaphors incline me

to reach around until I clutch

your heated cage of 

nightvision

Author's Note

It took every ounce of my creative willpower to get this out. An abundance of things to say in recent weeks, but no words. Anyways I'll resist the urge to milk my self-pity any further.

Reviews

[Gleb Zavlanov]

I wholeheartedly agree with Pax. I too experience this: whenever I read your words, I'm in a completely different world and sense things that can't be perceived in reality. Your poetry is very deep, beautiful, and uniquely crafted with a fine mastery of language. Bravo, once again!

[kublakhan27]

So glad you could relate, thanks very much :)

[Gleb Zavlanov]

My pleasure.

[Pax]

Hey my friend, every time I read one of your piece... it is always a mind blowing event to me. Perhaps it’s the rich metaphors or the wide range of your vocabulary or the overflowing of your imagery... with all that it combines a really good mix of profound poetry and emotional journey. Amazing work.

[kublakhan27]

Thanks so much my friend...I'm sure I've said it a million times but your support means more than you know. When my confidence is low and the words aren't coming as easily as I wish they would, I always get a boost from your kind words. So glad you enjoyed this one.

[Pax]

Your most welcome. Keep it up, confidence is a matter of self-perseverance, to push ourselves to see the Brightside of things hard, or that’s what I tell myself, it’s an everyday battle. And I think you did a fine job on this one, so don’t give up what you love to do my friend, smiles.

[Travis Gibson (poetic h..]

You've crafted quite a piece here... your metaphors are rich, and have a get balance of complexity and directness, which keeps them reachable to the reader. Amazing write.

[kublakhan27]

Thanks so much my friend, I always appreciate your kind words.

[TL Boehm]

part two is especially visceral, profound and raw to me. This doesn't breathe. It seethes. It churns. some poems sing, some snarl and some have that guttural scream. this is a stellar mix of scream and snarl.

[kublakhan27]

Ah yes, there has been plenty of that these days, hopefully I can sing again soon...thanks my friend :)

[writing mojo]

the reflective type of light that flickers against spilled guts, and we as writers have to remark on your blinded stallions running in the spark fields of this tumble weed angle. There's a circular drive leading this piece to water to drink from and I never dive to far in for fear of drowning in these inkling of phylum for such tears are rip tide of oh....mmmmm...-currents ...amazing piece

[kublakhan27]

Always a pleasure reading your reviews my friend...you always bring different insights that I had never thought of...many thanks.

[kublakhan27]

My dear,

Your stunning write in rich metaphors, reaches me deep, there is so much to say about this one, it is an endless thought, with side-ways, and holes and corners, where you can fall, or you may encounter... Yes, also here I can say to you, Hello Darkness, old friend... to embrace it and be aware of it, is just master, you do that so well. You're not afraid of your most dark and depressed feelings, they bring you pure art, as here... This is no self-pity at all, it's just creative what comes out of you in these darker times. The imagery is rich, and sometimes, out of the world. The pain is felt in this one, but there is some positivm always too, those who have nightvisions, have light and a survivor's heart...
You're ever so brilliant in your wordings. I'm happy I am a part of your life.

Beautiful Steve,
Sweet Bro,

May the luck, and happiness come soon,
For You're never alone sweet Bro. X

- Elisa

P.s. I forgot to mention, the song of Robert Plant is absolutely amazing, (huge fan of his music) ;)

[kublakhan27]

Dear sis,

You've always had a way of humbling and inspiring me in equal measure, and usually at the same time. It is fitting that this one left you with many things to say, as there were many things at work in my mind at the time of writing. I'm nowhere near ready to say my head is clear yet, but again, you have, well, a sister's way of understanding me. There is much darkness at work here, as there has been in my writing for the past several poems. I've had many people tell me that I can't be living my whole life in the dark, and I can't disagree with it. But it's what you've said here that leaves me no choice but to embrace it. I have one talent to speak of in my life and this is it. It's the only thing I've ever been able to do well, but like most artists, it's in the dark where I find my inspiration. It's not an easy way to live, but what else is there for me to do? I'm so happy to know that you where I'm coming from all the time. It is a joy to know that someone understands, and it truly moves me to know that I make you happy. Thank you Eli, for everything, and don't forget that you're never alone either, for I am happy to have you in my life as well, more than my words can say. Love always, and hugs as well :) x

About Plant, well, Zeppelin has been my favourite band since I was twelve, so it's natural that I would be attracted to his solo stuff, especially his stuff from the past few years which has been stunning. It's hard to believe now that he started out as basically a heavy metal singer haha ;) xo

Oh I got a buzz from BRO yay! and I'm awake, hey, never change, you're beautiful the way you are, in the dark even, there is art out of it.... It is your calling, you feel your authenticity ... Why ignore it? never do so... :D people who can't live in the dark, can't balance. People who live too much in the dark, can't either, it's all logical... if you think about it. About the music, yes, Zeppelin, had my heart when I was younger, lol, ah great music always, but I know what you're saying ha!!!! I'm happy to have you too Bro, you're a twin-bullet in our pistol!!! love yah! x

[B-poet]

Loved the journey from the depth's of a poet's conscience. Great work. A clever & splendid read. :)

[kublakhan27]

Thank you my friend :)

[KAOlmsted]

"Sickened the the cynicism"...by the cynicism, perhaps?

Always such a thrilling endeavor to open one of your pieces, Steven. I can't begin to describe the things your writes do to me. I am always on the cusp of dazzling intellect surrounded by awkward sexuality hanging on for dear life by the skin of my grinding teeth. You give the best ink. And that ain't lip service, kid...although, should you ever need some... ;-)

[kublakhan27]

It's always nice to see you and talk to you my dear friend...I know the circumstances don't allow for it with the frequency that they used to, but you know you're always on my mind. And who would I be able to rely on to notice my typos? ;) Yes, I must fix that haha

You never fail to humble me with your kind words. To know that I can resonate so deeply with you makes all the catharsis in these writes feel worthwhile, and trust me, my recent days have been cathartic as any I've had to endure in recent memory. And sure, I'm always open to lip service haha ;) But thank you again Kim, you are a great friend and it means the world to have you not only read my work, but to take the time to read between the lines...there is probably as much poetry in there as there are in the poems themselves ;P

I hope you are in good spirits these days...love and hugs to you :) xo

[KAOlmsted]

Always my pleasure, Steve. I am in great spirits but now here's me wondering what I can do to make you feel better...you okay, love? I know, I am not here as much as I would like to be, but you are never far from my thoughts...I reflect on you often. Uh-oh. Should we get a room? ;-)

[kublakhan27]

Haha Do you really want me to answer that last question ;) It's okay hun, I'll live, it's just one of those down periods for me when a lot of things snowballed...just hearing from you is enough to bring a smile to my face :) Hope we can talk more soon...love and hugs to you as always, and I'm glad to hear you're doing well...hearing that eases my mind as well :)

[KAOlmsted]

;-) They better offer room service...Meanwhile, chin up, lad. That always seems to be the best position...xoxo

[kublakhan27]

Agreed on all fronts my dear ;) xoxo

[Lydia Shutter]

Seems like a lot of introspection and soul searching here. Agitation and tumult in life expressed very well with metaphor and imagery. Vestiges of emotional pain and traces of inner demons between the lines. I think there is a lot to ponder in this one....and since I don't know you personally, it is difficult for me to figure out exactly what you are resolving. I do know this is well written...and obviously something you needed to write for personal reasons. Lydi**

[kublakhan27]

You may not believe you know me well, but the accuracy and sympathy with which you interpret my words suggest otherwise, even if you don't realize it :) This piece encompasses all of the things you've mentioned here, and then some. Times have been tough for me in recent weeks, but we all have those times...I just happen to require poetry to come to grips with them. Thank you again my friend for taking the time to read and ponder my work...that means more than you know :)

[Lydia Shutter]

I do understand needing poetry to get you through. When I cared for my mom the last five years of her life, writing about it was the only thing that kept me semi-sane.

[kublakhan27]

Yes, I had a similar situation with my Dad, where I was looking after him in his last few months. It's the hardest thing I've ever had to do. Semi-sanity feels like a bonus on some days.

[Robbie~xoxo~]

WOW Steve!...another fine write, filled with inner turmoil.
What you write resonates in my heart, soul, and mind... all which fail to connect on dismal days such as this...
"the artificial lights

I resorted to in search

of happiness"~ This part really struck a cord with me..... I'm always searching, and sometimes we have to create our own light...artificial as it may be, it's better to reach for the light than being alone and depressed in the dark.

Well penned!...I enjoyed reading your abstract art!~xoxo~:)

[kublakhan27]

Thank you from the bottom of my heart...you understand me on a level that I never thought possible :) Times have been tough these days, with a lot of soul-searching going on. As mentioned in the notes, I had to go without my muse on this one...where she's disappeared to in the last month I have no idea, but I was able to derive a measure of therapy from this write. Thank you Robbie, for your support and understanding :) xoxo