Poetic Devotion

Poetic devotion. Stirs like a potion in an ocean of creative emotion. Gaze up towards the sky and you will know why. Experience nothing sweeter than the taste of poetic meter. Open the door and walk through a metaphor. Get on it and write a sonnet while the woman across the room tries on a flowered bonnet. Be a dear and impersonate Shakespeare. Make the audience laugh and afterwards shed a tear. Do not regret the manuscript of Romeo and Juliet since it will bring fame I bet. Everyone from young to old will remember the greatest story ever told, using poetic rhyme and a beat on time.

As I lay on my cot and exclaim, "Great Scott! I've seen a vision, cyber mind space inquisition challenging my intuition".

Peer into the smear of the paintings of Vermeer and watch the plays of Shakespeare while pacing beyond the looking glass with Alice the young fair haired lass. Hand in hand we navigate Wonderland, then off to Neverland to meet Peter Pan. We will never grow up as we devour "eat me" cakes and sip tea from a cup.

How bucolic is the delirium of a non-alcoholic when she tiptoes through scenes of denied dreams and fields of sown wheat and rye. How obvious it is to her eye. Will she live or die? The neurosis travels like osmosis through the neurons of the brain. Sounds insane?

If the dam of writer's block blocks your flow, there is one suggestion you need to know. Take a mental break. Then return fully awake. You will exclaim,"For heaven's sake"! The creative flow usually starts to grow. If it does not, then return to your meditative spot.

I have not written poetry in quite awhile. Is it just laziness, or is it self denial? Poetry, the rhyming word is the most interesting sound I heard. Think of ways to make words rhyme, think of ways to utilize time. Think of ways to make this complete, think of ways that will not defeat your subject matter. Distinguish it from the mind's chatter.

For Instance:

As I write the reader shall see

Poetry grows within me

It gave birth from a seed, with pen in hand

And sprouted forth from the fertile land

Onto these pages the words do grow

The blossom fruit of emotion from ground which was sown.

Another Example:

How to write a poem of a tired feeling

Sends me to recharge myself

And also sends me reeling

Looking for my adrenalin

Oh, where has it been?

Was it placed on the shelf?

Last But Not Least:

Writing poetry is different, much different than

Writing a diary to the best that I can

Spinning the web that connects the thoughts and their meanings

A world of truth and fantasy the imagination is dreaming

Oh the written word a documentation that can survive

Many years and the script can be acted out live

Knowledge is passed by this ancient medium

Knowledge is brought about and earns its freedom.

To end this is only the beginning. Thoughts upon paper, the victors are winning.

I am the Seeker, your impression was right. The Seeker's creativeness has taken flight. How to raise the wheels from the runway, takes writing skill I must say. All you writers reading this drift possess the talent of writing, a blessed gift. A candle ignites within you stirring thought and feeling, so here's what to do. Grasp a pen in hand. Reach for paper on the nightstand. Compose whether it be poetry of prose. Everyone knows.

May I Leave You With These Poetic Thoughts

First Thought:

A journal is a notebook to record feelings and thought

A journal is a notebook a prize which is sought

A treasure to embrace with loving care

A treasure as a keepsake, neither unjust but fair

Saying "I love you" with my entire heart

An umbilical cord connecting from ending to start

How I share and care my inner persona shows

To master the English word, to make it shine and glow.

Second Thought:

Depression leaves an impression

Programmed into the mind

Leaves one soul blind

An uphill battle, a downhill fall

A poor soul pushing against the wall

When did it start, where will it end?

The torn apart pieces, when will they mend?

Last Thought:

The avenue of expression

The soul's confession

Cohabits with the word

The word is expression

The opposite is repression

The contributor to depression

That's what I heard.