In My Spare Time

In my spare time

I'd write

I'd think

Deface delayed displace, in fear

Inevitable the pond grows deep with tears

Spilling over in emotion,

Soaked loose leaf in ink

Absord sounds and aromatic citrus scents,

We become a piece of everything that grows

Murals in display amongst brick walls,

Halls of time that froze

Left in paper trails and instrumentals

Damu illuminated filaments of tungsten wire,

Of a once dull light bulb

Grown conifidence in increments

And,

If I could,

In my spare time

I'd ask you of your help,

Where is your heart, how do you present it?

I'd rewind

I'd reflect

I'd project

Endeavors and confidence,

In Auburn and Bronze feathers

Of the Red Tailed Hawk

I'd orchestrate a contraption

Or devise equations in rhythmic fractions

Divide a piece of me to hand to you

In my spare time I'd decide and debate how high to set the bar

Or

Contemplate,

Conscious decisions to distance myself

One mississippi

Two mississippi in between the thunder and lightning

To determine how far out the storm

Or how far out I've drifted

As it falls in sequence

Believe I'd refract my emotion in color of Rainbow Mountain,

Or Vinicunca, of Peru

As prisms and circumhorizontal arcs,

In my spare time,

I'd wait.

Reviews

[workscot]

Hy Ty,you sure cover a lot of ground in your verses.You are obviously well read and your writing is spontaneous and heart felt,but perhaps it's my age that makes it more difficult to follow.I get the theme and am a fan of freeform and spatter prose but the trail in this piece seems to need a final realization of lessons learned.I'm merely a humble writer with no formal training so I hope you'll see where I'm coming from.

[Nariko]

Sometimes this is how I feel when I work on my chapters. I become very lost and deep in thought.

[Harley Quinn]

I am in love with creativity. Wonderful work.

[Ty]

Thanks so much!

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

You certainly accomplish much in your "spare time" my friend. murals and tungsten and poets' tears...Red Tailed Hawks and Mississippis...'what a long, strange trip it is'...and a mesmerizing one! Kudos!

[Ty]

Thanks so much!

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

You are most welcome Ty!

[JordanStories]

Awesome!! | 95/100, you are 1st place in the contest! :D

[Ty]

Thanks so much!

[Duncan Brown]

Vote vote was was................................

[Alfred Kukitz]

Geologically masterful! Let me arc into your poem Ty and wonder about the wonder of it all.

Regards,
Al

[Ty]

Please drop by for more. Thanks so much!

[Mrs Mania]

I could not help my eyes from tearing as I read this remarkable piece. "Spilling over in emotion, soaked loose leaf in ink."
Ty, your writing is a mystery. Uniquely enough, I could see myself in the line I quoted above. One does not know the lonely path of becoming a writer or a musician. To be filled with such creativity, does not come without pain.
Art seldom originates from happiness.

[Ty]

Your review has given me pause. Absolutely appreciate the words. Absolutely agree, art can often originate from darker places.

[J. B.]

I really enjoyed reading this, and like your writing style. I look forward to reading more of your stuff.

[Ty]

Absolutely drop in for more. Definitely appreciate it.

[emmajoy]

This is a symphonic piece, played by full orchestra, Ty! You've danced through emotion and action, countered and diluted with amazing skill.

Need come back to analyse having absorbed its touch... twice. Brilliant writing, phrasing and meaning.

[Ty]

Ah, I can't thank you enough for the kind words. Please continue to drop in!