Sometimes the perfect word
drops in like annunciation, powerful
unplanned: this is called Speaking in Tongues
Sometimes the words flow unhindered
meandering like a river and with a river’s music
until a dropped pebble shows no ripple
recognizable: this is called Dream-write
(also called a Draft)
Usually the words are dug dry like rocks
from the ground, shallow or deep
the best ones mostly buried and bigger
than you think; they are absently dusted
and put in the bag, or rejected and tossed
or maybe turned over and over, scrutinized
for the one hidden vein of beauty:
and this is called A Good Day’s Work
Off-prompt, NaPoWriMo Day 10, for Jenifer.
hah! so what does it mean when you pull your back picking up a hand-fork?
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Ouch (?) (she said helpfully)
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yep, I’m a man, I’ll take any sympathy coming my way while acting nonchalent; as to its ‘terms’ I am reminded of the image of Bowie in the ‘Lazarus’ video writing off the edge of the page and down the side of the writing desk
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There is an enlightening message in your poem, that I shall ponder on. Thanks.
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Thank you for the encouragement. 🙂
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Perfect–with all the right words. An especially good day’s work. 🙂
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Love this! The connection between poetry and nature is something particularly close to my heart (as you know 🙂 ) and that rock analogy is so wonderful: “dug dry like rocks” and “the best ones mostly buried and bigger
than you think” and especially “turned over and over, scrutinized / for the one hidden vein of beauty.”
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you’ve expressed this metaphor so fluidly ~
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Your description of the writing process is dead on. Beautifully conceived and wonderfully written. You have a new fan.
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Thanks so much for the visit and your kind words!
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Excellent.
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I think this is one of the best poems I’ve read in a long time. Every word in place and all ringing true.
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Wow, what a lovely thing to see on a Monday morning. Thank you.
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You are welcome. I felt the same thing, lovely thing to read, gave me a spark this morning!
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Ugh! How did I miss this? Oh, right. It is this awful month.
Yes. It is a wonder when it comes easy. But it is equally rewarding — or maybe more — when you work for it.
Love, love the image of the stones. :Just right on. 🙂
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I’m glad you found it in all my piles of … this month. 🙂 Thanks for the inspiration and continuing encouragement.
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All your piles of … wonderful poems! 🙂 But I know the feeling on the NaPoWriMo thing. By the last week, I was swearing at my keyboard. you are almost there!!!
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