They would have you believe it is empty,
[ ],
or you, missing something
the wind in the Sargasso Sea-
an immediate re-ordering of the universe
when the eggs slide on the plate,
he, [ ] maudlin in concrete
“not the truth perhaps”
but an ocean slapping the shore
with gloved hand,
industry of sand goddess
to insure divinity
within the sea’s caress--
the breasts digress
no, nothing out of the ordinary
but only here within
art thou possessed.
In a list
A contest entry
- Abstract imagery... by phoenixonfire.
300 points, ended August 24, 2007, 7 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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I cannot say what I know of gloved hands ...
for I still do not believe what I heard ...
but:
she was sexy and incredibly potent and he was handsome and incredibly potent and the students spied on them through a key hole. Terrible, not so? I think I sympathize with Pablo Neruda and his bicycle poem.
But: of course I really do think some things should never be in the public eye or in communal mouth -- pun intended. And intimacy should be really, really sacred.
I say this not with old-fashioned view. But with an ever-young knowing and the pleasure of being whole.
Ah.
You write such ... poetry, Favorite Mine.
Myra -
There is nothing, nothing NOTHING ...
as sensual as nature.
Every morning I kiss Mount Qua ...
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Absolutely stunning! The presentation of the abstractness impressed me a lot! n the imagery rocked..thanks for entering and good luck!
luv
pri
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I guess
Sorry, it's beyond my ken.
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You still reading all that language poet stuff?
I think that is what this poem might be exploring. The emptiness where "art though possessed" is stripped from the poem
to what purpose, the romantics ask? Exploration, I suppose and a vicious need to attempt to discover something original when indeed couldn't Tristan Tzara or even Artaud be considered somewhat language poets? Even their work though wasn't as scientific as this new stuff.
Vivid
the egg sliding from the plate
and the gloved ocean
Not empty as Sterile but actually almost a response to the movement using the movement to prove its failure?
I like this. Not sure why but probably because it isn't despite it most definitely being.
Good luck in the contest.
Lisa
you Lute are the type of language poet
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I love the symbolism... when you do look at the sea it is an illusion that it is empty ist true...
an immediate re-ordering of the universe
when the eggs slide on the plate
was interesting because of the new theory they have out there that there are actually seeds in comments that seed planets with the earths atmosphere to start life. I guess the send a robot or something that took 9 years to go to a comment get what was behind the comment and bring it back to earth they got them in jan of 2006.
Who knows if the theory is correct or even close, but it goes with your poem!!! -
Wow. This was an excellent write. I especially loved those last few lines. You always write such fascinating stuff.
Write on.
~*~SP~*~
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Loved the feeling this write inspired. Excellent use of verbal imagery to inspire emotion. Will keep an attentive eye on your work in the future.
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an ocean slapping the shore
Vivid, mysterious quality to this. Your talent is evident in this piece. Descriptive and well-thought out. The page was nicely conceived and executed. Excellent use of both image and color to convey your message here.
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industry of sand goddess to insure divinity within a sea's carress. I like it.
Guin
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