My latest cut-up poem, created from random words in magazines and three lines of three different poems. Most interesting to me was what my voice sought and created.
I Wish I'd
With purity of intent
I take the clue divine
authenticity is a rare and valuable
new, darker existence
A writer's life erases a man's past
with rhetorical flourish
his old self an overwhelming version
around his neck
You'll be there, freighted with meaning
a sunny Tuesday, a white-stuccoed house,
a single-digit number,
drawing curtains, wooden shutters
the soul that has a ghost
too costly for repairs
"authenticity is a rare and valuable
ReplyDeletenew, darker existence"
such a great line...in fact the whole poem is lovely and authentic!! "You'll be there, freighted with meaning"
A joy to read Heather!