Ryan Tyger

Knot Work

this night, nocular, and Im locked on her.She weighs, magnetic motion, meaning only the assumed thought.Can it be that I am the illusion of my own lucidity? Is it as it seems, falling away again at the seems, splinter, cells divide, a molding of means? My love, My love, forget me knot, tied, and pulled thru.I am duality.Two sides, shaded and washed, a display for the requiem.My love, forget me not.

Topic(s) of this poem: love, love and art

Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 27, 2016

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Comments about Knot Work by Ryan Tyger

  • Raiven MooreRaiven Moore (8/27/2016 2:47:00 AM)

    I spy Alliteration...It's a form I use within poems sometimes and it works so very well to pass over an added Omph! I think unless you didn't mean to add that the way I picked it up and it's just your style.. I like the whole thing the way you only want them to remember you kindly..that's such a lovely thought and we are more than two sided I would think there is a myriad of parts which make us whole..but, that's just what it made me think and I hope you don't mind..

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    Ryan TygerRyan Tyger(8/28/2016 5:15:00 AM)

    No I don't mind at all.As a matter of the fact Im now thoughtful Alliteration that's new to me could you expound on that and your meaning.

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  • Kelly KurtKelly Kurt (8/27/2016 1:12:00 AM)

    An eloquently penned piece, Ryan. Thanks

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