The sound of it.

It’s fasinating how sounds can invoke emotions and images. “The Word Plum” by Helen Chasin is a good example; her poem helped inspire this next one that I wrote. Go here to read Chasin’s poem if interested:  http://people.tribe.net/sedonadance/blog/b3c7d309-4667-4863-aa24-2eeb30eef88c

The Word Poetry is Bewitching

 

Penalized  on picking poor rhyme;

Provoked to take the pen and toss it out the window and

quit and invent my own sonnet.

 

Perhaps I will pitch an idea that might catch some geniune

attention. Something without pickled posies of words;

fathoming phrases that are not stone cold to putting my feelings

in ink.

 

They bleed black on the paper fumbled and jumbled in

a puzzle; pieces flipped vertical and horizontal; looking out for a bitter peace

to put this poem to rest.

 

 

Copyright to: poetofmidnight

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~ by poetofmidnight on October 25, 2012.

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