i am betrothed to life
in labor, juxtaposed to give life
separate and gathered in one breath
in wonder of my last breath
quite still for this moment
cozily nestled in whispers silent moment
second chance glances reared
flash pots of how i was reared
poetry is chorographed beats
the all of every word that repeats beats
working 'round the clock to ticking time
this mind-genre consumes huge masses of my time
Author notes
*A flash pot is fire and sparks with smoke. It is a lighting effect that magicians use more often than actors but it has been used in drama/theatre productions. I operated a flash pot in a children's show years ago, when I first became a thespian. It can be an unsafe special effect if operated without proper timing, and precision.
The Form is New.
I think!?
If not, someone please let me know.
I call it; "beat-repeat-beat! LOL
Just messing around.
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Your thoughts played out well on this stage of AP. I think the first and last line tell the story of your passion for love and life. Write on, my dear, write on.
Sincerely,
Leo Long
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well i read this and it is a a fact
I never thought of it that way- it is true. th best part was the last- I haven't messed around in a long time hope you didn't mind my messing around with you...old mac just joking of course love to you on this lovely day the Lord had made for us..
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Keep messin around hon~ it works!
I could totally relate to that last line. lol.
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Why you creative..
little genius! I LOVE THIS! Really can't say much more than that!
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Oh I love this it is so theatric.
Loved these lines
poetry is chorographed beats
the all of every word that repeats beats
working 'round the clock to ticking time
awesome job I love your poetry just keep writing I'll keep reading and the world will stay in equalibruim...
LOL
Take care,
MJ
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