Madness

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Writing My First Poetry Piece

Submitted: May 16, 2018

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Submitted: May 16, 2018

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Madness

I am trying to write a poetry piece. I studied my stanzas, read a little Shakespeare online last night before going to bed, but instead, it came off as this… And please don’t laugh, my domain is novels, short stories, and POEMS

Roses are read

If you pluck them from the bed of earth, spread the petals on a silk covered bed

Rewrite, my rhyming is starting to kick in

Okay, I think I got it, wait, let me turn the page of, How to Write Poetry for Dummies, this is so embarrassing, but hey, I’m only being honest, it’s my creed.

Second Attempt

Roses are red

Flowers of love given unto thee

Tears…I’m stuck here, ahh, let me see here, hang on

Rewrite.

It must be a gift to write poetry, because some people’s craft here on Booksie be flowing like the current of a fast moving river, my little peon lines, does not have any wings to fly, let alone to get off the ground. I swear, I could make a rhyme out of anything you throw at me, but you throw the poetry dare, I will fold under a heartbeat. However, I am not a quitter, therefore, I am going to give this endeavor one more try, and then I may need some encouragement to write the perfect piece. Here it goes, with all that I have.

Roses are red

Flowers of love given unto thee

Wonderment of the eyes to see...

This shit is harder than I thought, excuse my language, but it is

Maybe I should change the subject, something more elementary

Whispers, you can make out anything using that one word; let’s give poetry a twirl. Wait, let me turn my page. Thank you, okay I’m ready.

I have to add, you are truly blessed in my book if you can write poetry, news flash, it isn’t easy in the least, let alone perfecting the creativity of the stanzas. I got a headache just trying to interpret Shakespeare words of poetry, and I had to read Othello, when I was younger; I vaguely understood his beautiful works of art then, and that goes double for now. My favorite works is Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche Poems, his creativity is the essence behind the flow of all my poems. I’m sorry, I have totally went elsewhere. Oh yes, back to me writing my perfect poetry piece; I am procrastinating the evitable as you can read.

Whispers

Whispers from afar

Carried out to the universe on a feather of the blowing wind

So gently felt, closing one’s eyes, tender caressed to inspire

Memorizing as I’m consumed by the warmth of its vehement inferno passion

Hungering in vain to worship its truth

To embrace in its deliverance

To dance within its resonate madness

Mirages from the essence of your soul, nestling the vivid images within my mind

Words submerging my heart

Drowning me in the abyss of cocooning darkness

Mind to mind resuscitation

Elevating my existence

Shining its beacon of light within my path

Yesterday memories of its moonlight kissed words

Whispers soaring as the sunrise settles in the promise of a new day

Mirages from the essence of your soul, nestling the vivid images within my mind

Whispers

 

I hope I did all right for my first poetry piece. I think I will stick to my rhymes; the art of poetry is more an expressive foray stated from the heart to capture the beauty of the reader’s mind. I will attempt every now and then to write a poetry piece until I adopt the flow of it. I must admit, it was very difficult to write without rhyming.

Love and Hugs,

Kemy

 


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