Amidst the noise, i hear you!
i retraced my steps...
beguiled but still
grateful for the unsought
words tattered by storm
that turned into dust...
a stilled-heart
captured by poetry
acclimatized, confined
within...
the limits of artistry,
the illusory of the myth
but beyond a jailed-thought,
is compassion
not overridden by the
irrationality
of the flesh
my winged-spirit
fluttering...
to the immeasurable
limitless...
May your winged spirit continue to soar! Lovely write. Warmesr regards, Sandra
Nice words friend..... I had to read it twice to understand the feeling in it.
...I like this one....one of my favorites....flying so gracefull with it s subtile lines as a little bird enjoying her freedom...thanks...
Thank you for the invitation :) This is wonderful.. definitely has a great feel. Your word choice is careful and precise, I like it a lot!
I like the fresh air of abstraction of your poem. It is very well penned and pleasant reading.
It is the goal of the artist to 'penetrate' the energy of the universe, either simply or more complex...this poem flies...nice imagery and wording...Coach
profound and very rich, , the nexus no doubt leads to poetic artistry, ,
Wow Candice, i've never read your stuff before. I disagree with greenwolfe's comments...poetry is not always about what is right in front of you, its about delving deep to find something. Other times it can even just be about the way words flow together or sound and mean nothing at all. I think its up to every writer to decide what they want to write about, and the main point should be to illicit feeling. This did from me. I thought it was excellent! 10/10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
your true artistry has prevails. your touch of words is very fine. good job pal.