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Embalmed

Speaking of death
with as much joy--
as life;


From deceptive allusions

and crusty oxymorons,
interlaced with--
screaming hyperboles;


Placements of syllables
plummeting from--
unconscious eyes;

Words releasing
a poet's soul--
from withering body,

were it lays trapped--

in perpetual Purgatory;


Waiting with pens--
of patience and wit,
to prolong lives lived--
inside his head;

 

And they fall
upon pages--

of emotion;


Liquid tears,

embalming--
his intelligence;


Preserving soul's spirit,
in bodies of work--
left mummified;

 

Waking in silence--
for mourners and
detractors,

to wander by caskets--

of wordy intellect,


and inhale--

the formaldehyde,
of a life's--


poetic journey...







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  • Peripatetic gold member
    July 27, 2008
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    Forgot the applause!


  • Peripatetic gold member
    July 27, 2008
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    However long we write from whatever point in life we start, there will come a time when there will be no more from each of us. Our bodies of work will be preserved in paper, ink and system files, but they will no longer grow or mature beyond the last breaths of our intellects.


  • Periwinkle Blue
    October 9, 2007

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    Poetry about poetry and the romance of language is so lovely!


  • warrior-eagle
    October 2, 2007

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    Wow.this was just honestly amazing. I loved the part where it said that it wrote with emotions, O this was great.


  • February Moon gold member
    July 29, 2007

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    Amazing, just amazing. I enjoyed this whole poem. Perfectly done.
    "from deceptive
    allusions
    and crusty oxymorons
    interlaced with
    screaming hyperboles;"
    Just wow, thank you for entering, and good luck.
    Chelsea


  • Celticmoon
    July 21, 2007

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    This is the one, the one piece that every poet longs to pen that in which describes their life through their pen. So perfectly delivered throughout. This is one for the books and shall be the mark on day that shows the world the poet that lived within you. Thank you for entering and good luck!


    Blessings
    Bel


  • Everwind Rising
    July 15, 2007
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    Uh....wow!


  • ten thousand cicadas gold member
    July 15, 2007

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    Fantastic. First off, you have touched upon what many a poet hopes can be said of his work-- that it will be preserved, that it will mean something, that his thoughts, his spirit will live on somehow through his work and he can continue to speak beyond the grave. That you used all of the embalming and death imagery to do it, was of course, perfect. And as usual your phrasing and word choice was meticulously constructed allowing the reader to inhale the formaldehyde within the sound of the rhythmic alliteration and the vivid imagery. The way you broke apart the different aspects of a poem, down to the very syllables and related it to some aspect of the death/embalming process was masterful.

    Couple of questions: Why deceptive illusions? Or did you mean allusions? Obviously illusions are by nature deceptive. If you meant illusions, what exactly does that mean in the context of your piece?

    Stanzas 4, 5 and 7--this is a real nit-picky type thing. You will of course, take it or leave it, as you wish. You speak of a single poet's soul (4) and then refer to poets in the plural in the next stanza with the words, LIVES and THEIR. I dunno, it just kind of stood out to me. Its not a big deal either way. I think LIVES fits either way although I prefer "life," but THEIR speaks of more than one poet which you hadn't done before. I like the singular more personal perspective myself: for example: to prolong life lived inside a withering head, and later, "liquid tears embalming intelligence". Again, its no big, just something that stood out to an AR English weirdo. I know how you love a good anal retentive over-analyist!!


    Some of my favorite lines were, "syllables plummeting from unconscious eyes", "liquid tears embalming their intelligence" as well as the "waking in silence" stanza.

    This was an amazing piece of preservation.

  • Leaf Of Autumn
    July 14, 2007

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    Excellent

    This is what belongs on AP . It is a pleasure to see that no puerile whining is present . I liked how you presented art as a mummifying of a person's deepest feelings .

  • Celticmoon
    July 10, 2007
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    Prompt: Embalmed Intelligence

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