One merit of poetry few persons will deny:
it says more and in fewer words than prose.
There are artists who paint micro art. Their art that can fit into the eye of a needle.
I am just as dazzled by poets who can create a universe in less than 14 lines. Sonnets are a challenge for me because they are so SHORT. As someone who writes fiction, I struggle to capture everything I want in so few lines.
The very short poem must be highly selective with its words. Each phrase must paint a picture so vivid that the reader is held spellbound.
The following two poets kept me right there and I would like to learn to do what they have done. These scribes know how to etch a galaxy on a pinhead. ART!
By Shanda Adams
Down in the hollow a lone owl cries
A star burns up across the skies
Crackling fire the only sound
No other soul for miles around
As planets escort full moon light
across its passage through the night
No winter’s chill in fire’s glow
One heart alone itself to know
by Aleck Paulino
In numbness I bask
Stripped of joy, stripped of agony
A vessel that’s hollow
Life’s curse, life’s sweet irony
The gods I ask
Shunned with silence
The sun sets
Shadows are cast
The world is dying
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