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I join the odd contest now and again...but some ONLY write for contests. That's their prerogative, but....don't you just want to write what is in your heart at times without any constraints? Something to think about...
Do you ever write….just to write
Just to let your heart explode
Into a kaleidoscope of word colors
Embellishing the page of someone's life?
Does everything have to be a contest?
Guided by a theme
You forget the dream
Of your own magnificent thoughts?
Do you ever write…just to write
To release that fantasy
That prowls around in that gilded cage
But that wildness that you keep
oh so unbridled
Let it go free
unleash it for me
Write and break the bars of norms and forms
Of expected rules and lines
Rhymes and syllable straight jacket crimes
Oh…do you ever write
to let that madness free?
Do you ever write…just so you can breathe
To let go of pain so deep
the scream that tears across the page
At all who did you wrong
Killed and butchered your song
Eating you alive
clothed in sheep words by others
Let it be heard
That rebel yell
From internal hell
Let your tears drop on the page
spent of rage
Knowing I will feel
empathy symphony of kindred souls
For what will be
No contest consternation
an disrobing of "spirit's clad in veils"
a naked camaraderie
we are both the same
What a shame
To twist and turn
And dress to please
taste may be stale
Who knows not how to tease
And that contest
LET IT BE!
I want to see
Your naked soul!
The quotation is from Christopher Cranch's poem, Gnosis...I will share an
excerpt of this amazing poem...
THOUGHT is deeper than all speech,
Feeling deeper than all thought:
Souls to souls never can teach
What unto themselves was taught.
We are spirits clad in veils;
Man by man was never seen;
All our deep communing fails
To remove the shadowy screen.
Heart to heart was never known;
Mind with mind did never meet;
We are columns left alone
Of a temple once complete.
Like the stars that gem the sky,
Far apart though seeming near,
In our light we scattered lie;
All is thus but starlight here.
So...let's disrobe and undress...without rules...Let's confess. Let our light
shine...not scattered but whole...body and soul.
Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2014
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