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I Am Poetry

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I Am Poetry

I stand solo, aloof in the snow, a precipitation 
                     of words cascading from a nebulous eye 
Fathoms wide, forever dripping like wax onto 
                     a punctured paper serving a Sanskrit sky,

and spreading into sibilant sentences swiftly 
                     sliding from syllable sorcery to soulful serenades 
so silent in the shunting shout of white. Poetry 
                     fills a churning void where novels cannot wade,

Phrases solidifying into idolisation of emotion 
                     itself, isolation of the isometric individuality that so 
Crushes my keeling cavern of thought, ever 
                     careering from caustic career path to another new low,

Which so seems to crumble into crazy paving’s 
                    counterpart. In this first freeze-frame we can all grasp
A fraction of the familiar, oh so fractured by the 
                    fumbling nature of enforced form. Freed by the gasp 

Of a photo-opportunity glowing phosphorescent 
                    with firsts, I am no longer framed by the festering 
Constraints of non-fiction, and folding my fond 
                    farewells carefully, I hesitantly face a vision pestering 

Me, fearing the fiend that would open maw and 
                    gnaw beneath my feet, evoking an avalanche of the 
Vernacular, but I am further past this unfed 
                    existence now, loosened from the fickle friendship of a

Winter thaw. Focus not your gaze on the grinding 
                    gauze of the greats, for the pressing pestilence of 
Perishable poetry is elsewhere pondering its parallels 
                    in posturing and post-modern pining for forlorn love. 


Praise no other; I am poetry.

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  1. Date: 3/30/2013 7:13:00 PM
    Congrats Dan..great job...Donna

  1. Date: 3/29/2013 8:47:00 PM
    Dan, Congratulations in Michale's "How Poetry has become You" contest. This was fascinating. Take care and enjoy the up coming Easter Holiday. ~Always*LINDA

  1. Date: 3/29/2013 4:18:00 PM
    Very intense writing, I can see you are hooked on alliteration. Congrads on your verse winning! Light & Love

  1. Date: 3/12/2013 3:11:00 AM
    succinctly silencing your sex appeal with this semi-sarcastic song to something or other i see

  1. Date: 3/12/2013 3:09:00 AM
    Magnificant alliteration Daniel. Bravo