At the Mountains of Madness

At the Mountains of Madness our magma
is metaphor- our words bubble beneath incited by musings
Deep swirling thoughts mulled over in silence 
we wrestle with reason these words to regiment.
Although alphabetized they rise in meteoric fury
Prepositions, clauses, split infinitives modulate flow
Commas, semi- colons, dashes to give us control 
whenever in doubt we have the question mark.

Words like hot lava spill out of the darkness -
create their own sparks  to illumine ideas 
 imagine a problem and then the solution 
build up strong evidence to alleviate fears.
At the Mountains of Madness the world is our own 
conjured inside us from all that we've known
 fine thoughts can shine from sadness we see
Sun- warmed, moonlit, star frosted and free

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Date: 5/25/2016 8:24:00 AM
Great take on the contest theme Suzanne and congrats on your placement
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Date: 5/24/2016 3:51:00 PM
So happy you were able to write for my contest (and in time), Suzanne! You went about this challenge in a similar fashion that I would have done ... exploring the boundaries of metaphor, and seeing what pops up. Like volcanoes, you never know when inspiration "erupts" ... great command over language. If you ever get the chance, check out my blog and tell me about your poem :)
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Date: 5/16/2016 5:40:00 AM
A wonderful write, Suzanne. Best wishes for the contest. T.J
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Date: 5/15/2016 10:24:00 AM
Love your metaphor here, Susanne! I an excellent poem for the theme. Best wishes for the contest. 7, Sandra
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Date: 5/15/2016 2:51:00 AM
This is exquisite SuZ. I adore the way you ended this poem with such uplifting inspiration. a #7 from me. : )
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