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Click herewriting graciously on angry paper
Outside, my mind's lips whisper
to fingers graciously gliding over gilded lines.
Exhaling passion heavily in earnest
my cursive breath made the paper rise.
I inhaled deeply a hot thought of a summer scent
and the paper died, but its spirit revived
in a gust. That breeze that brings life
to thoughts.
I grasped the angry page in a death grip,
demanding it receive thoughts I penned.
Reaching for a draft to strangle hold,
mere dust devils in tornado training.
I swirled in the literary sand box of white
building images to be granules
in the wind.
Tattooing saw dust and glue,
branding this albino creature,
its wings slapping the table
as a breeze passed by. Wanting to fly.
Showing its temperament in a rustled tantrum
while I held it down. Tackling corner pages
still wanting to fight.
A chained slave the paper whimpers
pleading in ripples upon its fringes.
I drive a spear across its flesh,
my patriot the pen killing sentences.
Submissive ink did as it was told, scrolled,
writing graciously on angry paper.
This is the best work of yours that I have read so far. I know it is not easy dealing with that angry paper.
i really enjoyed this poem! while it's non-erotic in context, and i think really captures the struggle of writing, the imagery and language seemed very erotic to me (or maybe that's just how my mind works). it was a pleasure to read.
especially this line--
I swirled in the literary sand box of white
good work, getting better ;)
maria
I agree with others here; this is leaps and bounds ahead of most of your other poetry. I suppose that's something of a backhanded compliment, though. How about this, then: Excellent write!
Very poetic title and much better poem than your usual poetry. Like R.M., I see "problems" with the poem, but if you keep writing like this (and you're willing to learn) you'll eventually improve enough to come back and confidently edit this piece. :)
and drag your reader along with you ... excellent
Every image was a moment in time with the breathless anticipation of more to come. All of us face the albino pages, you just know how to paint with words the beauty of the human emotions.
LB
somewhat with RM...is one of your finest writes this verse
Tattooing saw dust and glue,
branding this albino creature, being my favorite the hidden meanings behind the words are surfing just below the emotive thoughts...great pen...hugz blue
This poem made use of many interesting images such as "mere dust devils in tornado training" and "albino creature, its wings slapping the table" and was richer than most of the poems I read here. This gets an A!
...poem I have ever read from you, MET. and it's not even close.
there are problems i see with it, but they are not important. what i think is important is that you have broken your back to write real poetry, and move away from the silliness. i used to think you would never even try to improve. reading this, i can see i was wrong about that.
so there is no point in pointing out things i don't like or things to improve. the improvement shown in this poem over your previos work is dramatic, and i applaud you for the the work you put into this. i know it was not easy.
i gave it a 5, and i never ever vote on a poem anymore. is it a 5? . . . no . . . but it's a 4, and that's 2 points higher than i thought any other poem of yours should get. i did it just to show you how much i think of your effort here.