A collection of words with juxtaposition
Crafted into some lines
That speak of my life and the things that I see
To capture a few of those times
It’s the nuance they have and the mystery too
that capture imagination
And the joy of finding a stanza to fit
Within gift and my arbitration
©Jemverse
Photo – Jempics
Inspired by the Go Dog Go cafe posting ‘What is Poetry?‘ on 3 August
poetry
is
something
inside
of
a
person
that
has
to
get
out
words
that
stick
in
one’s
throat
if
not
freed
onto
paper
or
into
air
words
that
choke
and
suffocate
so
the
poet
is
unable
to
think
of
anything
but
catching
their
next
breath
Response poem to today’s Go Dog Go question of What is Poetry
is a volcano
lain dormant
beneath centuries
sparked to life
when the earth
cracked asunder
tectonic splicing
it sends smoke signals
puffed aboriginal messages
rumbling urgency
it flows
molten
inexorable
undivertible
singeing any who dare
inhibiting stance
paving a sea-bound path
it erupts
spuming ash
of incinerated hopes
it cools
igneous burying
poppied despair
it forges
tropical islands
font of
hibisci’d paradise
A response poem to Davy D’s question What Is Poetry? on the Go Dog Go Cafe
it is a stir
an ache
rising from my core
growing in urgency
pushing to my surface
gasping hungrily for air
sitting impatiently on my tongue
black pearl
ruby
tear shaped diamond
waiting
for hand to grasp pen
fingers to touch keys
truth to be unleashed
an explosion of my soul
made visible
in black ink
© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved
Prompted by this morning’s post by Davy D and response by braveandreckless at the Go Dog Go Cafe .
she eschews labels
having been singed
by the hot iron
of many a branding
she simply knows
in her bones
infused with wisdom
of ageless sages
her words pour voluminous
from the depths
of the well
that is her essence
anoint the stratosphere
with inviolable droplets
from truth’s aspergillum
You can read more of Aurora’s work at Insights from “Inside”
Thank you Davy D for this morning’s inspiration
recklessly she looked deeply inside
saw fire and ice in her heart
smelled iron and cooper in her blood
felt moon and ocean tides tug her soul
knew the hum of words
crawling under skin
burning to escape
knew herself a poet
the short shortsightedness of self-declared authorities
who believed themselves arbitrators anointed from above
be damned
she knew they did not have the wisdom
the clarity
the passion
to judge
all that she was
truth would be hers alone to reveal
© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray
This was inspired by prompt that developed organically between Davy D, S. Francis and Chuck. Of course, it did take a little darker turn in my hands. . .
Haunted hours
When my ghosts
Emerge from
The ether
Waltz
In slow rotation
Through my memory Continue reading
Inspiration for our writing comes from many places– what is going on in our lives, what we are reading, watching and listening to, writing prompts and the sometimes the writing of other WordPress bloggers. Go Dog Go has just put up an Inspiration Wall to gather writing that was inspired by one of our Baristas or one of the informal writing prompts such as Back Side of the Night. If you ever written something that was inspired by a Go Dog Go barista and are willing to have it posted on the Inspiration Wall, let us know below! Links are greatly appreciated.
Up unto the sky
Beyond life and even time
My treasure is you.
Over the night light
On the far side forever
My fondness is you. Continue reading
