Its strange how poems change before our eyes somehow metaphor into another better being than first we thought
But how or why, i have often wondered never yet concluding, left open to all debate.
The written words seem to blossom and grow have a life of their own devoid of any action on the writers part and somehow something quite different Is born of our imagination
I really like it. Your take on poetry is neat!
I can relate to the first stanza. Most people who aren't crazy for poetry think I'm nuts when I try and get them to understand the metaphors! Well an inside joke for us I guess----
The written words seem to blossom and grow
have a life of their own - Those are my favourite lines in your poem. They are very nicely said (good imagery) and mean so much. A line just seems to get better and better each time we read!
Really well done, added to my favourites!
very good poem! true and yet gives the reader things to think about and new things to learn as we read.
poetry is one of the most interesting things to learn from too. poetry in motion... perfect title!
such is life - so true! writing poetry and releasing it for others eyes is to add dimension to the proposed view with the imagination of each reader - that is what i love about poetry - it gives us a small appetizer of thought to chew on and digest and our digestive system will process uniquely :)
You are right here - Something written by one person can take on many different meanings by different readers - in that way "The written words seem to blossom and grow have a life of their own "
Nicely done...
Writing is a odd skill. We write from the heart and our emotion. Sometime never know what you may get. I like the logic of this poem.
"The written words seem to blossom and grow
have a life of their own "
A excellent poem.
Coyote
awesome work, now this is truly what goes on inside all our minds. i'm glad you've managed to capture that so accurately here. i just love this poem!
"The written words seem to blossom and grow
have a life of their own
devoid of any action on the writers part
and somehow something quite different is born of our imagination."
how true, words can be so magical sometimes. i hope we never lose our imaginations. great work!
That happens to me all of the time. Some writer's prose just speaks to me. I get lost in their words. Will be interesting to read reviews for this poem.
Dont worry if the sparrow chirps today,
Tomorrow the Nightingale shall sing
Judge me if you will, not on the words of another who may have their own agenda, but as YOU find me, as YOU .. more..