Our Unfettered Poetry

Our Unfettered Poetry

A Poem by Michael G. Smith
"

I will let you interpert

"

Our poetry...

A thousand times been read

Syllables contort tumbling

Under covers

Free verse unfettered

Beneath hot breath

Brail symbolic softens

As soon as alabaster wets

Lips’ reciting merely, what is

Or should be heartfelt said

 

Our poetry...

Sapidus to the taste

Licking walls

As licorice moisten

Is the dark, chocolate

Columns shadow cast

Through blinds

And legs of sunrise slats

Or perhaps, metaphor

Marinating juice passion’s hands

 

Our poetry...

Evermore in verse

Italic in all directions
Of sentimental waves

Strewn linen’s cryptic

Unmetered curves

In letter lorn lavender

Stylish fashion lace

And recite, recite, excite until

Withdraw from structure punctuates

 

Our poetry...

Stanza’s line by line alive

Moves the throb muscle and tis’ heart

Further as the ballerina saut-de-chat

Etching out pass sweet silhouette 

Tip brushed Dominican eyes

Mind is racing after what

Shall merely be defined…as

Poetry reiteratively serendipitous

Clever as a serpentine

© 2017 Michael G. Smith


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sublime imagery and appeals to those who are kindred spirits. it has a nice flow and you use beautiful words to warm our hearts. excellent poem.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Michael G. Smith

11 Years Ago

Mockingbird thank you very much for your comments.
Nice self reflection on the art of poetry. I like the note of optimism -- "a thousand times been read." (I hope). This work reminds me of the Robert Frost quote that free verse poetry is like playing tennis without a net.


Posted 11 Years Ago


Michael G. Smith

11 Years Ago

Thanks, your reviews are very insightful.
A fantastic meta-write. Great one.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Michael G. Smith

11 Years Ago

I'm not familiar with the term but coming from you I know it's write. I'm not to knowledgeable on fo.. read more
Pryde Foltz

11 Years Ago

Cheers. Meta-poetry just means a poem about poetry.
Our poetry...Our life...Our soul.... You gave life to the definition of poetry. Good job, Mike! :x

Posted 11 Years Ago


Michael G. Smith

11 Years Ago

How about the poets high five, thanks Blue. Hey, by the way what's your favorite color, lol?
Azure Montessa (Blue)

11 Years Ago

Hahahaha. I hope I am not too obvious, Mike! ;)
Oh My... Feels a bit erotic in its metaphoric content. I think this is simply exquisitely written . Excellent word usage.. I wish I could give a 200/100 .. shallimarRose

Posted 11 Years Ago


Michael G. Smith

11 Years Ago

This is one of those up to three a.m poems and then rain started during the writing session giving m.. read more
shallimarRose

11 Years Ago

most of my work is written in the wee hours and sometimes in my sleep.. lol Good Night Michael.. xo
Michael G. Smith

11 Years Ago

Good Night
Poetry and passion - a perfect metaphor, Mike. Lovely sensual descriptions, this piece flows with the sweetness of affection...

Posted 11 Years Ago


Michael G. Smith

11 Years Ago

Thanks Rita.
Cleverly and deliciously sensual written piece, when read aloud the words drip nectar off the tongue tempting me to lick my lips and yearn to feverishly allow my eyes to wander to the next line with hunger. A work that leaves me thirsty. Extremely well written piece!

Posted 11 Years Ago


Michael G. Smith

11 Years Ago

Thanks. Now, I wrote this with our comments from the other day. I tried to keep in the realm of PG-1.. read more
Missphit

11 Years Ago

You have succeeded yet let my mind wander beyond PG-13

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