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The Poetry Within Me

Posted by MistakenMagic on October 1, 2008 - 14:07
from the ABC set Dear Romeo - The Love Poems

The words peel from the page
And the ink slithers back
To the nib as if it is being
Pulled by an invisible tide.
Each line crawls
Up my pen and sneaks
Under the half-moon
Of my fingernail,
Then pulses up my arm
In the sapphire subway of nerves.
The metaphors tumble into
The gusty bags of my lungs
And feel the breeze through their hair.
The similes plunge into
The acid lake of my stomach
And swim in the boiling lava.
Then finally the words reach
My mouth with swift wings
And roll off the red carpet of my tongue
Into your ear.

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Silver Spun Sand | October 1, 2008 - 14:15

Magic - this poem flows as melifluously as honey ... drip, drip, dripping off a spoon and certainly to be savoured as such.

Wonderful!

The last four lines my absolute favourites:-

"Then finally the words reach
My mouth with swift wings
And roll off the red carpet of my tongue
Into your ear."

Tina:-)

Nathan Bednarek | October 1, 2008 - 18:40

A lovely way to capture the emotion of writing poetry MM. I agree with Tina, the last four lines are great, but I also really like these:

'In the sapphire subway of nerves.
The metaphors tumble into
The gusty bags of my lungs'

Brilliant lines and a brilliant poem. Well done.

Nathan ;-x

Silver Spun Sand | October 4, 2008 - 09:30

Just popped back to say many congrats on a well-deserved cherry, Magic:-)

Have a good weekend.

Tina x

MistakenMagic | October 4, 2008 - 11:30

Thanks Tina :) But you know part of the cherry is down to you!

tamara | October 4, 2008 - 14:51

"The acid lake of my stomach,"
Wow!I love this,I want it!!!!!
Well done Miss Magic.From Lynne.x

MistakenMagic | October 6, 2008 - 20:38

Thanks Lynne! Much appreciated :)

Yazmin | October 16, 2008 - 16:49

You are the best man i can hear your emotion driping from the page, its so beautiful.
bi xx