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Prismatic APpraisal

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Stop, look, and listen, imprint glistens, see
words wire taut, well caught, of themselves require
standards unset, spontaneous, to be,
though goal unsought, far from the crowd's mud mire.
Let drop by drop from inspiration's tree
pearl down to crown rhyme, rhythm all admire,
encapsulate amber eternity
to time-trap thoughts, acts, objects, free from ire.

 

One stores verse story’s glory in the mind,
retinal rainbow stimulating each
synaptic link both in and out of reach, -
display whose ray may play before, behind.

Word flow sensations sows and by degree,
can catalyze a metamorphic fire
as empathy extends its energy
incandescent, lends dimensions higher
to time and space and place which, falling free,
rise to surprise and stimulate the lyre.
Time loses its accustomed hierarchy
thus finite frontiers, limits soon expire.

In context crystalline we find outlined
prismatic tones some play, which more may teach
than meets the eye, contact points combined,
with ease - these inner inhibitions breach.

Words flow where none could know they’d go, no key
is needed where there’s no directive spire,
no cue restrictive, new priority
in depth is found, ground falls away, desire
spins toplike, whose magnetic gravity
attractive adds new levels which aspire
to spread, to wed when seedbed cavity
spores explode, explore, more growth inspire.

Words flow, emotions echo, each assigned
its place to interaction trace where speech
is often too restrictive, predefined, -
thought modes aligned, too taut one must impeach.

Words taught, untaught, exchanged, are vector we
extend from passing trend as minds enquire,
as echoes through blue organ flue flow free
or meanings ancient bend to suit soul's choir
in harmony, or melting melody,
or raven caw reacting to some liar,
cabalist, hermetic, open key,
energy decoding deep desire.

 

So verse to verse responds spontaneous
to take up arms against a troubled seed,
to laugh with, never at unless some cuss,
to read behind the lines for more to read.

These featured points outline one Poet's view
though points, when featured, comments draw too few

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  • Outstanding

    For me this was all about writing poetry -the freedom we have as writers when the imagination sets sail and inspiration starts us scribbling on the nearest piece of paper. Best of luck in the contest.


  • caos-cordura
    July 22

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    Words flow, emotions echo, each assigned
    its place to interaction trace where speech
    is often too restrictive, predefined, -
    thought modes aligned, too taut one must impeach.
    I liked this one it reminds me of somethings vice versa of vice versa style kind of writing..


  • voices
    July 17

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    excellent

    no muse or bunch of bull to ask have you heard garden grove from sublime thats what this reminds me of i know the rhyme is part of this road and like a disaster its hard to master when out to lunch i sometimes wonder where lines of thought can do a meet greet between pieces of pizza and AP while waiting for soda i sorta think if that a hole has a distinction for deletion so a write to the editor will send a creditor with bling or just the sting of nothing to read so what to do when so few offer justice as much as three dots and sappy clappys.
    just happy you gave the short visual.

    no flaws from the chirp of my burp.

    thanx.

  • Regardless of the feature ...

    film you pose I see that you have spoke to subject near my heart and regardless whether readers get or do not know, there's more for you to reap which makes you smart! Rewards for all we do may be delayed and for this my friend, believe me you'll be blessed ... It's in the doing those mighty thoughts get saved and not in waiting for the bloody rest!

    I like this poem and as usual find your presentation above average and beyond the norm. jy

  • I think you are a nosey nosey fella.... But this is very good stuff.

  • Words flow where none could know they’d go ... and yours fall free, rise to surprise and stimulate the lyre ... and that is what poetry is meant to do. Just one poet's view that another's is well worth viewing

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