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Writer's Cross

It first exists as nibbling thought,
an annoyance at the most.
It grows and gets so scolding hot,
our brains begin to roast.

We seek refuge from the pounding.
So grasp we pen to write it out.
Our methods ever crazy sounding.
The thoughts within begin to shout.

We write and scribe to paint a scene,
With never direction or plan.
We try to portrait what we mean.
Hoping someone will understand.

With desperate will we do proceed,
our contemplation must be seen.
The thought within us must be freed,
For our soul to feel serene.

We near the end of parable birth-
and see its sultry shape.
The paper seems to have no worth.
The thought could not escape.

Our poetry just can not express-
the emotions we create.
Lost somehow by the process-
our meanings do abate.

Perhaps the poem is not the fire,
instead its just the kindle.
The feelings that our poems inspire,
are the blaze that never dwindles.

With salty flavor in our mouth,
We ostracize our pages.
Hoping efforts don’t go south,
We set our careful stages.

If our poetry touches any being,
then all is not a loss.
Poetry helps readers with seeing-
and the writers with our cross.

Author notes

I wrote this because I wanted to write something similar to Brian Balzer's "Poetic Sea". This is not the same by any means but if I had to reach for inspiration for this poem it would have probably been the idea of Brian's poem.

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  • LifeIsIronic
    November 23, 2008
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    Just Amazing

    Amazing, very descriptive, and so True, almost every feeling, put into words so well,


  • Lake Absence
    October 30, 2008

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    "We seek refuge from the pounding.
    So grasp we pen to write it out.
    Our methods ever crazy sounding.
    The thoughts within begin to shout."

    Very well put. Another great poem.... Consider me jealous,

    Lake.



    • Enoq
      October 30, 2008
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      You should not be jealous

      I would kill to have your exuberant take on the world. I can't free write half as well as you!

  • february angel gold member
    October 26, 2008

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    "Poetry is like a cross we're proud to bear "
    Your poem was just great .Absolutely lovely and i think everybody in here can relate .It's like a hymn to poetry itself and to everybody who writes .
    ~Feb~


    • Enoq
      October 26, 2008
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      I agree with the first line

      And a for the rest of your comment. Thank you. It is an honor to think that others can relate to this poem.


  • CarlySeye
    October 24, 2008

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    Beautiful...well...this is perfect. It is precisely the cross writers bear. wonderful, your writing blows my mind.

    language: 5, rhythm: 5, subject: 5, tone: 5, form: 5.


    • Enoq
      October 24, 2008
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      I am honored

      Thank you for taking the time to read my work. I am so glad you can get into the vibe of my work. Thanks for the kudos I am fueled by positive reinforcement and not afraid to admit it!

  • Brian Balzer Greeters member
    October 22, 2008

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    I'm Honored by your author's notes.

    It is a great compliment to know that your poetry had meaning to someone in general. To know that it has sparked a fellow poet to create something, especially a poet you respect, is an extra. My heartstrings were humming as you played me a tune with this one. In the beginning you have well described the writing process I sometimes go through when it is time to sleep and my inner poet wants to create. Towards the end you have accurately described the way I think and feel about my poetry. I would be hard pressed to pick an absolute favorite anything. However I will say that this stanza holds a lot of meaning for me:

    Perhaps the poem is not the fire,
    instead it's just the kindle.
    The feeling that our poems inspire,
    are the blazes that never dwindle.

    Indeed there is so much truth in this for me.

    Though I Will Die

    Though I will die then turn to dust
    my human form will be no longer.
    Yet with each poem I feel I must
    create Emotions which grow stronger.

    Though I will die and cannot ask,
    "Do you like the words I've written?"
    No matter though for it is a poets task
    to touch the heart of one who has been Smitten.

    Though I will die and cannot partake
    in someone's lonley celebrations
    they may read my poetry of Heartache
    and feel to them its Dedication.

    Though I will die, cease to persist
    in my steady poetry's creation
    if another poet is inspired by this
    it will add to my Elation.


    Author notes

    I wrote this because I was inspired by a stanza in the poem: Writer's Cross - which was written by Enoq who was inspired by my poem: The Poetic Sea - which is a poem about writers being inspired by other writers. Thank you Enoq for the inspiration.
    BKB


    • Enoq
      October 22, 2008
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      Nice comment!

      lol I loved your poem though I think it could use some chizzling. The scheme is flawless but the sylabol count could be ammended a bit. As always your meaning and theme are fantastic. I am happy I inspired you as well! Thank you for the applause. You should post this one on your page.


  • rhetorica gold member
    October 21, 2008

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    I envy your ability to write rhyming poems with consummate ease without them being flaky,childish or boring.The third last stanza in this poem is outstanding,but i`m a little uncomfortable with your assumption that all writers experience all these emotions before they write....who are the "we" you are referring to in this poem?
    Anyway,its a very skilful piece of writing that displays an art form within poetry that is extremely difficult to master.

    great work,rhetorica.


    • Enoq
      October 21, 2008
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      It depends on the poem/thought

      I think that every writer goes through this on some work they are involved in. If not on all works perhaps only one the ones that they are very passionate about. Then again perhaps I am a self projecting prat that doesn't know the human condition from a paper bag...

      Either way thank you so much for reading and commenting on it.

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