The Lonely Poem~

~patterns~

Above the paper

hovering

a thousand curves and lines;

the poet

takes a  bullet in metaphors

her ink

splatters

drips down a picture frame

a coroner’s Rorschach

 

Above the paper

hovering

an onyx moth

her dusky dust

molting

in candle light

 

The Lonely poem

folds her corners

once

thrice

over

flip

once more

now;

a recycled poem

into

an origami swan

in skye blue

 

 

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Reviews

[LilyT]

Your sumptuous gossamer poetic striptease takes my breath away. How you intermingle tragedy and sensuality is beyond me, and beyond human, to have this sort of floating affect between the mind and the soul.

a recycled poem



into



an origami swan



in skye blue


Beautiful.

[Brad]

this would make a lovely painting

[Brandon]

i totally love the last part, i think its fantastic and wish it was something i could be able to come up with.

[Solidad]

This panics all on its lonesome just before it tucks itself into the hole where nothing once was.

[Andreisfree]

...exceptional...exceptionally exceptional!!!

[goddess]

nice ...in sky blue :)

[Jūdan FyreHeart]

To twist, turn, place the fragments of life and soul into something forsaken. Only to form something from nothing, a last complicated motion to forsake the desired affects of the world.

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

Words renewed by the spirit of the poet, take flight from what is ordinary to become extraordinary. Beautiful!

[OT]

the lonely poem that unravels and undulates upon itself to twist ironically - self-consuming - a plath-esque touch - love the idea of the lonely poem! and its origami nature - the blank sheet - to swan - to speak of the transcendence of words as such -brilliantly Selene! nice!

[arbitrary jane]

i am head over heels in love with origami imagery. the placement here of the poet hovering over the page, taking bullets; the dripping ink, so like our own heart's blood; and the poem, as a living thing itself, lonely and full of the possibility of transformation... gorgeous.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

The written word inspires and we are inspired by the written word... everything has been written about but now we all write about them from our own points of view.