Poetic inspiration should not tarry,
dry up discouraged, over-analyse.
Expectations entertained help carry
message deep to conquer Time which flies.
There is no cause to dam perceptions, parry
questions put, those jealousy implies
to force reaction where response should marry
all to all, - no need to temporize.
Refute temptation, motives mercenary,
yet neither "look too good, nor talk too wise’.
Before vague interferences the mind
distorts, today’s perceptions twists, heart tries
to focus clearly, insight redefined
and shares impressions' pulse which never dies
while magic taps into soul’s spring to bind
into emotions each identifies
mundane events transformed, sense underlined
with Jericho's walls fallen, fear defies.
Transcending formal fetters much maligned
inspiration loves to improvise.
Through intuition lucky few may find
such inspiration free verse seldom tries
to pin down, qualify, or predefine.
All limits disappear as 'hows ? and whys ?"
loose, lose, restrictions, innate truth unwind.
Across dimensions musing spirit flies,
base substance shed, trite trammels left behind,
as gravity dissolves, - no lows, no highs -
as meanings are decoded, intertwined
in ink which links 'I think', 'you feel', 'we rise'.
Exacting standards which sustain no blot,
must overcome doubts day to day supplies,
quit half-life half-light, cut the gordian knot
of form to swarm above what satisfies
secondary lot where those forgot,
who blindly rules obey, life lose. Surprise
lights eyes so seldom as progressive rot
sets in, skin deep or masked by dark disguise,
accepts trip’s time-trap trigger, its bolt shot.
Yet inspiration no rules justifies.
Scorning hesitation’s living lies,
which dew drops gathered from forget-me-not
ignore, or leave untouched, passed by with sighs,
informed awareness reaches out from what
seems insignificance, can recognize
energies innate, taste cold and hot,
to spurn self-satisfaction’s compromise, -
small slots refutes - for most the daily lot -
tendrils intangibles to realize
inner joy tease crosses, eyes may dot.
Author notes
robi3_1310_robi3_0000 XXX_EIJ
Hand picked M C Escher
http://www.flickr.com/photos/71221880@N00/149885028
See also Living Lie http://allpoetry.com/poem/4861611
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A contest entry
- What Inspires You? by honorable mention.
726 points, ended April 4, 2008, 16 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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these lines inspire all on their own...
"as meanings are decoded, intertwined
in ink which links 'I think', 'you feel', 'we rise'. " causing me to want to raise my poetic pencil voice ...=) combined with the rest of this "poets lament" . ..you've created a spot-on creed. congrats on the silver. Deserved


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Oh. This is a pretty cool poem that you have going on here. I know that I've seen that picture around before and I really think that it's a fun image and perfect for the poem you wrote. Or maybe you wrote the poem after looking at it? Either way, I liked how you played with your words and the images. It was fun to read. You did a good job of expressing yourself here.
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Ah, Jonathan!
Spring has sprung!
I always want to be a simple girl...
'Scorning hesitation’s living lies,
dew drops gathered from forget-me-not.
Informed awareness reaches out to touch
apparent insignificance, relies'
It is hard here for me to pick the lines I like the most..it is more like a creed than a poem and the image goes so well for we have to caress oursleves if we are to remain poets and then the pen will work...
I loved this one...it spoke to me. Thank you, tra la!
Jane


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very nice.. I enjoyed the pice, its real for any artist.
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Very deep stuff. Pic adds to the poem I think. Thanks for entering. Good luck.
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"Quit half-life half-light, cut the gordian knot
of form to swarm above what satisfies
secondary lot where those forgot,
who blindly rules obeyed, life lost"
Sighhh...Thank you for writing this one, my dear Friend. I needed the reminder.
Wanda


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Inspired
The writer has written! And inspired me to deliver more of myself into my work. The first stanza is the most satisfying, for me. Good luck 4 the contest

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Another excellent piece by yourself. Good luck in the contest, I like how there is always a hidden message in your poetry
Very well penned indeed.


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