twisting syllables

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

from syllables to monumental epics. the wonder of words.

Trails of twisting syllables seeking substance in my mind,

Shine, revolving endlessly, mesmerizing me.

They fight and form the wonderlands words will leave behind,

Splashing star struck images 'neath land's enchanted trees.

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They fly, one to another, link a thought and set it free,

Of what is said in secrecy behind sneaking cellar doors,

Or launched across the stratosphere where every soul can see,

Blind in blissful ecstasy, rejoicing fully on the floor.

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More and more they tumble, spin a life or kingdom found,

In kindly casting characters, weaving, whipping in a whirl.

Plots found monumentally, golden glories bound,

Worlds washing worlds, a countless universe unfurled.


Submitted: March 30, 2013

© Copyright 2020 brucek. All rights reserved.

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Patri Poe

A very well written poem about the power and wonder of words. I love the imagery you used in this poem. Well done :)

Sat, March 30th, 2013 7:44pm

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thank you very much. they're amazing things.

Sat, March 30th, 2013 7:27pm

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Insane Membrane

i liked it rather a lot

Sat, March 30th, 2013 9:43pm

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well, damn! cool.

Sat, March 30th, 2013 7:29pm

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Mike Stevens

Quite the good poem, Bruce; excellent!

Sat, March 30th, 2013 10:46pm

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thank you sir!

Sat, March 30th, 2013 7:31pm

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bobthebuilder

I always like it when someone seeks to express his perception of the creative process. There are many fine examples of works on this subject on this sight. You have produced one I could relate to, and I think you did it very well.

Sat, April 6th, 2013 12:12am

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thank you. that's what i was shooting for.

Sat, April 6th, 2013 5:22am

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moonphish

a fine parade of words rushing hither and yon....words are toys and thou art an elf :) - alvin

Sat, April 6th, 2013 11:31pm

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an elf!? i'd rather be a wizard, but i guess an elf will do. in a pinch.

Sun, April 7th, 2013 2:08am

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springsun

Ah, but you are indeed a wizard, Bruce. Your mastery of words is nothing short of impressive, and you keep conjuring these magnificent pieces. What is there to separate you from a master wizard? Your pen is your staff, and the paper your realm. Thank you for yet another brilliant poem!

Mon, April 8th, 2013 9:58am

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oh springsun. there you go again, making me feel all giddy! what AM i going to do with you!

Tue, April 9th, 2013 12:33am

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RaeBlair

First piece of yours I have read, and I really enjoyed it! Beautifully written; not a single flaw. All I can say is "well done". :)

Sat, April 20th, 2013 12:17am

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thank you. until recently, i had quite a large number of pieces on booksie, but once i published my book, i removed them. i'll continue to post here though. i'm so glad you enjoyed this!

Sat, April 20th, 2013 5:40am

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E. J. Rylee

Ha, while reading this in my head I kept stumbling on the words! What a masterful way of writing. I love the fact that the meaning of this poem is the same as how it's structured. There are constant twists and turns, not only in the words but in the way they're phrased as well. Excellent work! :D

Sat, April 20th, 2013 2:25am

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huh. i'll have to look at that. maybe i did unconsciously. but, hey, cool! you're so enthusiastic. like that! thanks!

Sat, April 20th, 2013 5:51am