Kill All Poets
By Alanarchy
From vaulted ceilings
off frescos
ringing marble tiles, a be-speckled run of chords
Tenor and soprano
round collumns like vines of roses
I do not idolize her
I. will. not. romanticize her
Even though it feels like....
Cross the Elffin bridge
On island Gwynn
at dusk
when the sun and the wind make
pink the corduroy skin of the bay
A salt wind I'd breath, beneath the warmth of her sigh
before her lips met mine
The throws of her passion, the trough of her lithe frame
Make waves
and burn signals where our bodies find the reef.
As the poet's fingers blacken and die
Because poetry starves
to death
when all words are fed to simple need
So I do not romanticize
it would only belittle
the green-blue gold shades
of the places where I belong.
Turning like foliage
Falling, like gravity
For you see
It is only
physics at work.
Comments on "Kill All Poets"
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On Sunday, July 5, 2020, Cattarax
(215) wrote:
Because poetry starves to death when all words are fed to simple need-- The complexity of simple needs has always astounded me ... What is simple today is not so simplistic tomorrow... Need or the thought of ... Twist this together with serpent tongue able to weave spider webs of letters has been a constant conflict my entire life ... The art of poetry turns into a volatile situation when you fall for someone that can match your vernacular word.play ... ~*Cat*~
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On Monday, January 25, 2016, Drea
(1443) wrote:
You have a way of weaving your words together that is completely unique to you. Words like this is what I miss. No matter what the subject you always make it beautiful.
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On Monday, November 18, 2013, darkheartmagic
(82) wrote:
so much beauty in these word
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On Sunday, November 17, 2013, Oliver Twisted
(55) wrote:
the beauty of this poem is like that of crashing waves while the sirens are in the soft distance. Remarkable write!
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On Sunday, November 17, 2013, FadedBlues
(2172) wrote:
...you put a lot of beauty & harshness into your poem, & sign the death warrant on the majority of poems. we struggle & fail to ascend to that complex plane of true art. this is our suffering...
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A former member wrote:
physics, yes. quite a wonderful work. thanks.