on poetry

Ink drawn down by a ball
Tracking the shapes of symbols
Forming letters, leaving words
That flowed down the arm
Impulses sparked from synapses
Passed out of the cranium
Onto a leaf of compressed tree
Watched through the eyes
Images impress on the retinas
Checked back into the head
Compared with the thoughts
Originated in a jumble
Memory, imagination, emotion
Characters coughed up from a character


n.b. NaPoWriMo 2023, Day Twelve: Where’s it from, what’s it about, what’s the point? Or something like that.

CLP 12/04/2023

1 Comment

  1. Arti Jain says:

    Felt like time stood very still to focus on the process. Nicely done.

    My favourite line is –“Onto a leaf of compressed tree” So many images arise with this one line.

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