Brought to Light

You ask

The pen finds a release

Out of the seconds lived by

Some fine lines are alive

Given a burst of oxygen

All the spotlights came on

Silently screaming of the detail

Wired into your memory

Engraving a place in your world

Dimmed out instances

Find a source of being

Just like

They come to life

In the reader evoking a feeling

Others remain onto a long forgiven shelf

Losses of rendered memory

I create them

to be 

Reviews

[Paul Bell]

Just to write. Hoping the words flow into something you didn't think belonged to you. Yet, in front of you it stands proudly.

[thetish]

Lovely that you write and share your writing! The pen must indeed find a release, as does the soul.

[Nisreen]

Thank you Tish

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Serendipity,
"Brought to light" is so refreshing! This poem gives the voice that says; "just be yourself and write honestly." I struggle with writing at times and this did me so much good. I found my self thinking: Be brave and just give what is in your life and thoughts. The opening line was so good too! "The pen finds a release out of the seconds lived by." This is not a simple line but an invitation, almost a daring to give away the inner thought, many times personal..............Bless you so much..Kathy

[Nisreen]

Thank you so much Kathy

[Kathy Van Kurin]

You are welcome too. I wonder how much we are even aware of conditioning now forgotten is in our words.

[Diamond]

This is beautifully written. Perhaps, the best description of human feelings, emotions and experiences can become immortal through words. Simply superb my dear friend.

[Nisreen]

Thank you Queen

[Anastasia_Snow]

This is beautiful and really relatable for many, if not all, writers and poets. Great work!
~Anastasia

[Nisreen]

Thank you Anastasia

[William Liston]

This beautifully describes the process of writing, and every writer should be able to relate to what this poem expresses. Every poet (or at least most of them) strive to have their emotions bleed out onto the page, and for the reader to feel that emotion...it's truly the greatest gift a poet could have. I like the imagery in the lines "Silently screaming of the detail / Wired into your memory / Engraving a place in your world"...it's almost nostalgic how you described that. Well done.

-William Liston

[Nisreen]

Thank you William

[hcarson]

lovely piece, we all read something different, each will have its own feelilng for us and i should imagine thats the whole point. well done :)...jealous of your writing skills :)

[Nisreen]

Thank you ........ Blushing here

[Robin Goodfellow]

Just as a poet writes to the sounds of the pendulum, so do we, who craft our own, endless worlds. I love how ephemeral your poems sound.

[Nisreen]

Thank you Robin ..... pleasure to read your review

[Lorry]

Whether on a shelf, in a cupboard, or on a billboard, they have been freed to live again, just waiting to be rediscovered. And even if the feeling they invoke in others is different, they still live once more. Beautiful write.

[Nisreen]

Thank you Nemo .............

[Lorry]

You're welcome Curious :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

just like in Ars Poetica...

"poems should not mean but be"

we give them life, and they are on their own...living entities interacting with readers in their own way...

j.

[Nisreen]

Wonderful review J