balloons of words
filled with helium
floating flirtatiously
across endless horizons
of thought;
where connections are
tenuously strung
with hyperboles
of searching emotion;
stretching from
fingers
framed in velvet
bows
ink etching color
and delicious
fragrance;
pastel hues
wrapped in glorious
rosy reflection
of self;
and my mind
tugs on ribbons
left streaming
in the tumultuous
winds
of hindsight;
billowing with
intensity
yet textured
in satin reflection ;
constantly slipping
between reality's
recesses and mind's
fantasy;
my pen scrawls
across empty spaces
leaving portions of
myself
punctuated;
and I am articulated
within the words
that fail these lips
but fall wondrously
from the fountain
of my own
indelible essence;
as fingers scribe
what can not be uttered
from the limitless mind
of a would be
poet...
A contest entry
- MUSE ABUSE : USE METAPHOR TO EXPLAIN METAPHOR by Everwind Rising.
500 points, ended September 8, 2007, 7 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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I loved the balloon of words metaphor. You made a charming piece. I loved the "rosy reflection of self" and the entire 5th stanza. Also the "leaving portions of myself punctuated" and "fall wonderfully from the fountain". Enjoyable read. Congrats on the silver!
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Beautiful job! You carry the image of the balloon and it's extension to the person holding so very well through out the whole piece. I love how you use the winds and billows and fountains, etc. to further illustrate your point. Your piece is more than one that just describes a metaphor, but has a beautiful theme common to all writers, I think.
Suberpbly done. Congrats on the silver.
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Superb metaphor masterfully woven throughout. Your imagery is captivating and meaningful. I love the airy quality to your imagery reflecting that somewhat mysterious aspect of metaphor's origin in the mind.
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A would be poet?
I beleive a marvelous poetic genius
This one is amazing.
hugs Moony
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The "ramblings" scroll on
to create a piece of beauty,
the wanderings of the mind
tamed by the poetic word.
Aesthete
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