If the moon was caught
with grasping fingers,
would it choke the mystery?
Or if the sun was circled
and did not expectantly burn,
would it then lose its enigma?
And if wind was tamed
into quiet obedience,
would it dispel its forceful myth?
Shackle her not with chains of
such dry definition,
'tis naught but human folly.
Leave her be, to wallow within
the depths of woe,
or to rise with glowing expectancy
of bluebirds, tasting freedom.
Let lips be mute,
while fingers nimble
and silence be,
a thing of beautiful description.
As emotion soars or dangles
from precipices of truth’s making.
Let her crawl along borders
guarded by society,
sneaking under suspicion's wary eye
with a thief’s wily determination.
Or roam across life’s valleys
covered in frosts of the past,
where fact and fiction
are layered seductively in thin ice.
Where trees are backbone,
bending with a world’s displeasure
and leaves are stories scattered
within the corners of a mind's
wandering quest.
Let her be, to defy logic
yet rail against illogic
and man's smoothly practiced ideology.
To carve nuance upon
stale language,
creating distortion
of too familiar perception.
Let her safely swim
in the waters
of brain’s churning canals.
Where she is exhilarated
by the depths of unexplored
expression.
Yes, damn not her tide,
disturb not the ebb and flow.
But be thankful for
her gluttonous streams
teeming with imagination.
As well as her frugal economy
of trickling words,
For poetry is ferocious wind
and scorching sun.
A thoroughly tantalizing moon
and the most wayward child
of all our aging wombs.
Who constantly reconstructs the language
we humans try so wordily
to paraphrase her within...
Author notes
Prompt: Poetry is...
In a list
- On Writing and Poetry • next in list
- Souls of Poets • next in list
- VERY FAV poems by Cupcrazy • next in list
- Sips of Inspiration • next in list
A contest entry
- Poetry Is... by Everwind Rising.
1800 points, ended December 22, 2007, 24 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Excellent is all that needs to be said
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great poem, loved what you did here
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WOW! THATS AWESOME! alike a depth unknown and sky thrown as far as science dares, this strikes a terrible and beautiful balance of inspiration and true nature well done I so gotta bookmark this for next when I go to that gastly ally known as writers dead end!
w chai an muesli
-JAS
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Well done
Congrats on the trophy. I like what you've tried to do here. Well done with this one and keep writing.
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Well Done.
*Amber -
Truly amazing!
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the silver trophy just morphed into gold before my eyes when i read this.
it's beautiful.
Who constantly reconstructs the language
we humans try so wordily
to paraphrase her within...
-tha'ts beautiful.
Yes, damn not her tide,
disturb not the ebb and flow.
But be thankful for
her gluttonous streams
teeming with imagination.
As well as her frugal economy
of trickling words,
-brilliant imagery.
i had to say the whole thing was my favourite part.
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Outstanding!!! A wonderfully descriptive piece. Bravo!
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This is amazing and the imagery is just stunningly beautiful. I absolutely love it! Thanks for sharing!
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this is stunning
and i'm stunned it didn't get the gold!..bravo on a most exceptional piece of ART
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The metaphor used as the conceit in this poem is tantalizing, delightful and totally sensual mezmorizing. One of the most satisfying poems on the spirit of poetry I have read. Thank you for this treat.
Love,
Tom B.
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"Shackle her not with chains of
such dry definition,
'tis naught but human folly. "
That is it in a nutshell.
I would like to quote from "the Tao Te Ching" of Lao Tzu here:
"The Tao is the unnamed and the unnameable, the unlimited father and mother of all limited things."
So yes, I always try to keep in mind that all words are confined within the syntax of human perception, and therefore inherently flawed.
Writing at it's best is but a dim reflection of reality.
Even so, how I love the written word.
Well done.
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Amazing!
This is a really beautiful poem. I read it in the comments for the POY contest, and I loved it enough to look it up and bookmark it (and since I'm rather lazy, that means I really loved it). I don't actually like this style of poetry as a rule, but you said all this so well that I hardly paid attention to the style. I was hooked from the first stanza.
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Really great poem. I love the deep questions and comparison's to poetry that you present at the beginning and the incredible, varied descriptions you give of poetry in the beautiful stanzas that follow. I like the classical feel of this piece. It is fitting to the subject matter. Good luck in the contest. Great write.
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Beautifully written. Intellectually stimulating as well as artistically excellent.
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Excellent write here
Yes within each of our eyes the vision seen is described in millions of ways no two are alike yet love is shown in each in our own way for words are the playground for which we play
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I love the way you have used so much nature in this piece... you can feel almost every part down to your core. keep that ink flowing,
hugs,
georgie,
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Wonderful I adore this write...The imagery and grace held within each line is really a delight to read..
Best wishes with this entry..
Thank you so much for sharing
Peace and many blessings
~A~
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I particualrily liked this part of teh poem:
for poetry is ferocious wind
and scorching sun,
a throughly tantalizing moon
and the most wayward child,
of all our aging wombs,
It's a very strong image. -
wonderful meaning. i luv the way tu wrote it! it's enchanting!
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Angelwatchingme, I must whole heartedly disagree with your statement, that "never has a poem held such beauty."
Have you read much poetry?
Instead of trying to flatter people, why don't you tell them what it made you think of?
You know, as you leave your comment it gives you suggestions as to what is commonly used.
Normally I wouldn't take the time to reply to a statement made my someone else with negativity, but your statement was said with utter ignorance.
Now, on the other hand...
CupCrazy, you did a very fine job with this poem. I smiled when I got to the words "wayward child" in your poem. Fantastic choice for the name (which by the way, made me want to read your poem right away.)
"or roam across life’s valleys
covered in frosts of the past,
where fact and fiction
are layered seductively in thin ice,"
Were probably my favorite lines, but then again, you use nature just the way it was intended to be used. Very good job
I will read more from you -
Beautiful and creative imagery!
I love the way you compared poetry to the mysteries of the universe!
This is a very good piece and you should be very proud of it, well worth the read and definatley a winner!
great job!
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Wonderful, never has a poem held such beauty. A true gem to read. Thank you!
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