I love it when the words come calling. What a buzz. This poem is about those thoughts and ideas that rock'n' roll around in the brain before the words splash out onto the page.
I found myself absorbed with rehearsing my words for over a week before I was actually able to share the words with my notebook. They entertained me. They challenged me. They puzzled me. In the end they made me feel poetically pleased.
I have reworked the words here. This poem is essentially about the birth of a poem.
I found myself absorbed with rehearsing my words for over a week before I was actually able to share the words with my notebook. They entertained me. They challenged me. They puzzled me. In the end they made me feel poetically pleased.
I have reworked the words here. This poem is essentially about the birth of a poem.
Poembrew
A poem is brewing
in my brain.
In the far
reaches of thought and contemplation
Words assemble in
ones and twos
Clusters and
battalions.
Sweet lines with
potent phrasing
Float on the
horizon of possibility
Inviting attention.
A poem is brewing
in my brain
Words clang,
collide and collude
Jostling for best
position.
A song of composition
Rises gradually
across days and nights
Bringing with it
rhyme and reason
As the focus
sharpens.
A poem is brewing
in my brain
It pops and
sparks and sizzles.
I have wait patiently for
its arrival
As one would a
visit from a friend.
A poem is brewing
in my brain.
Soon it will
spill across the pages of my notebook.
Words shaped and
massaged to fit their allotted spaces.
Words warm and raw
Some slide easily
onto the line.
Others snap into
place
Like Lego pieces,
As they take up
position
In readiness for
the poet’s pop-eyed approval.
A wonderful brew is one that pops and sizzles where no one can see and no one can drink until it's done.
ReplyDeleteThose of us who choose to write, know this feeling of anticipation. As you allude to Brenda, the writer remains in charge until ready to share the newly formed offering.
DeleteYes - captures the madcap madness of creation. Sometimes all we can do is sit back and let the poem flow!
ReplyDeleteI like your alliterative response Jane. There exists in the process of creating new words a sense of madcap madness.
ReplyDeleteWell said!
ReplyDeleteThank you Violet. I enjoyed the process immensely.
DeleteSuch fun to read aloud. I especially love, "Words clang, collide and collude."
ReplyDeleteIt was an enjoyable line to compose Laura. Some poems do lend themselves to being read aloud more easily than others. I am glad you think these words sound good off the tongue.
Deletelove the energy here, Alan - all that hustle and bustle in the brain that it takes to craft poetry.
ReplyDeleteThank you for the feedback Tara. Capturing the energy and effort that goes into the crafting of the words was central to the writing. I am glad it came through.
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