4/26/2016

Apocalyse

(Artist: Mauricio García Vega; Source: WikiMedia Commons)


Noisy images, 
           crowding,
                    shoving,
                             splashing
                                     life script
                                             onto the page...

Scenes of cities never visited,
        memories of days more real than those lived,
                 screeching, blaring, thumping street songs
                          filling the mind, spilling words by the hundreds,
                                   day after day, never pausing,
                                            until, one day, they do.

The end?





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Abhra at dVerse Poet's Pub asks us to 'fess up to being a secret admirer of a poet who inspires us.

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32 comments:

  1. Your shape adds so much to the cacophony of words here. Well done.

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    1. Thank you, De. Cacophony is the perfect word.

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  2. Ah the shape :) Very well done! "Life script onto the page"

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  3. I, too, move my lines around, creating abstract form for the words to launch from; so cool. I know who this sounds like, & correct guess or not the poem stands alone brilliantly.

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    1. I'm glad you like it, Glenn. I'm sure not I do my "mystery poet" much justice in my attempt to capture a sense of his style, but it's meant in admiration.

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  4. Scenes of cities never visited. I love this line!

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    1. I'm glad. Reading to words of others is often like that for me, taking me places I might never see.

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  5. Your poem definitely gives reasons why we appreciate others' poetry. We can experience SO much through the eyes of others!

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    1. I agree, Mary. And sometimes even my own words take me to a surprise destination. That's a good thing, right?

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  6. The form of this and the verbs you use give a feeling of the chaotic experience of anything apocalyptic. Nicely done

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  7. Oh that cascading of words in hundreds - love the shape...

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    1. Cascading... oh, I wish I'd thought to use that word. Thank you.

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  8. Your poem is so alive, dynamic and full of sound!

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    1. Thank you, Kim. The poet of my secret admiration is a master of that. This is but a poor imitation, I'm sure.

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  9. I love this, and think I can guess.

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    1. I hope so. That would mean I succeeded. Thank you for visiting.

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  10. I love this. Fast paced and vivid.

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  11. thank goodness, no end in sight! Enjoyed!

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    1. I hope you are right, Annell. Thanks for visiting.

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  12. WOW!! Those words so beautiful flowing upon the page add so much beauty to the otherwise exquisite poem..!

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  13. Brilliant and the shape is very effective!

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  14. The eternity - the continuity - the endlessness - love it.

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  15. Love this poem. So much is said by that "?" At the end. ☺

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  16. oh!! the motion in this poem just sweeps me along. beautiful.

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