Sotto Poet Poet Suzette Prime

A Dazzle of Poetry

pulchritudinous ingots chisel and shades
dazzle and illuminate umpteen reasons

poetry is like a swirling, susurrus-sibilant chimera
of innuendo arty souls, albeit vapid syntax
around serene scenery, orbs, and idealism

Is unction vital to adorn naked words with plumose wings?
whose views of contentment, vim, and happiness?
Inversely hamstringing people with arrows?

sighs of sorrow sound sowed soil
mothers, wailing and yelling out to unborn spirits

as our hearts crave affection
poetry provides its verisimilitude vacuum

do susurrus coruscating suborn scarlet spills?
deep within a stymie pirouette
the tortured sinews of a troubled mind are twisting

my life bill was still due till my final breath
I bequeath you my spirit as expressed in sonnets
I bequeath you my marrow, wrapped in iambic style
I bequeath you my mind, crafted with mispronunciation
sharing with those who owe me a xanthous soul

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Duke Beaufort June 10, 2024 at 11:43 AM SP, I think you are saying poetry has a lot to offer and you make several suggestions on what/how it's done and what it does. It's quite an intertwined collection of expression that's fun to read and follow. The concluding lines as a form of last will and testament seem dazzling indeed as I form an image from each line. Smiles!!

Tonye George June 8, 2024 at 9:11 AM Did I dive into a mystery land or at Sotto's hut? That opening line felt like I was hexed. I always love your vocabulary and use of rich words which creates amazing imagery. "I bequeath you my mind, crafted with mispronunciation sharing with those who owe me a xanthous soul." Loved those lines and the sprinkle of alliteration. A great piece Dear Sotto.

Miranda Hawley June 7, 2024 at 12:27 PM Your first two lines had me thinking you were chanting magic spell casting incantations or something like that. Lots of images in this one. I do admit that several of the words you choose I actually need a dictionary to understand.

Silent One June 7, 2024 at 11:19 AM Hey Sotto... This is a mesmerizing journey through vivid imagery and profound musings on the nature of poetry and the human condition. The opening lines, "pulchritudinous ingots chisel and shades / dazzle and illuminate umpteen reasons," immediately draw the reader into a world where beauty and artistry intertwine to reveal countless motivations and truths.