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Web of Words

As I write these words
The ink splatters-
Leaving a blotched up page
And a tragic stain
On my delicate white shirt.

I am dense
To think that I can write anything-
Well, anything other than this
Incoherent lullaby.
This frail abyss of words-
Why do I bother?
Have I been misled
By the fluttering of my desires
And imagination?

Oh, this lithium induced obsession!
This awful dream thats origin
Is shrouded in some
Mystic labyrinth of time!
What is this dreams allure?
Why does it lay siege to my soul?
Why does it crumble my defenses,
Defile the inner shrine,
And leave my peace to perish?

I will detach from society soon.
I will become a hushed
And ghostly visage
That walks in twilight-
Not even fit to attend my own funeral.
Severed from the lives
That I'm still tangled in,
I'll be destroyed by the secrecy
Of this hidden fantasy world.

I once wished for nothing more
Than to merge
With these words of mine.
Now I wish to descend from
This ivory tower of thought
In a frantic rush,
To enter into the peace
Of no-more-words.
I wish to enter that stark landscape
So inhabited by life.

But the trauma of this thought
snaps me back-
I am caught in this unholy flare up of need,
In this this web of words.

Author notes

I used all the words in the word bank, so it may be a little wordy and, well, overkill, but I wanted to see if I could do it!

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  • PorcelainEyes
    May 27, 2007
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    I like how the poem starts out with the author doubting their own writing ability and then unfolds to this obsessive thought-process. It is a little forced for the wordbank, but that isn't your fault that the contest giver picked words that aren't easily used. So it does sound a bit awkward, but good job!


  • Tirrell
    March 10, 2007

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    Nice word bank poem as also it stands as the variant need to pick up a pen and write. It is a need that even Hawthorne atested too in his journals...Well done and brilliant!!!

  • OurxBeginning Greeters member
    March 8, 2007

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    I think you did this well. The imagery and emotion are well portrayed. You used the words well, and it does make sense to the reader's. Thank you for entering and good luck. ~~


  • PrabhuDayal Khattar silver member
    February 28, 2007

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    They will have to unite in order for the hollowed elements
    Of the floor to become connected, their nature is home.

    Humm so intriguing and very effective wotk is here..welldone...


  • Betting Roses
    February 27, 2007
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    Wow beautiful language usage. Awsome poem. Great Job!


  • Kevan
    February 27, 2007

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    Really strong message in this poem! This is a very extraordinary piece and I look forward to reading more. Great work!

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