Knot Work Poem by 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.
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5/7/2024 7:53:40 AM # 1.0.0.1119
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..
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.