Debbie Guzzi Poet Rhyme

The Nest

My thoughts all whirl, a whoosh, and wash;
through synapses a flame.
Held within this crusted case,
a cage, a crown, a brain.

My thoughts, it seems 
form verse not dream
and so, I seldom rest;
a snap, a swirl, on I whirl,
yet never leave the nest.

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Keith Bickerstaffe January 7, 2009 at 3:51 AM Well done Deb! Super alliteration, flow and rhyming... Best wishes, Keith

Nathaniel Köhp January 6, 2009 at 6:24 PM This is a great peice, the rhyming is amazing. "A snap, a swirl, on I whirl, yet never leave the nest" beautiful line. Well done for a great poem! Nathaniel

Mc Mc January 6, 2009 at 5:58 AM great stuff and love the whoosh and wash-beauty- thanks for your comments too!

Kristin Reynolds January 5, 2009 at 3:07 AM I feel this one, rarely does my churning mind leave my body alone. :) Well said, love, Kristin

Laurie Ginn January 5, 2009 at 12:49 AM The protected unsuspected nest. So safe yet so confining. Love the imagery Deborah. Laurie

Steve Voorhees January 4, 2009 at 5:48 PM I really like the rhyme scheme and flow of your poem. Im getting my feet wet writing and I'm learning a lot by soaking in others work. You are a talented poet! This one says a lot about wanderlust, or the inabilty to wander at all to me. great write!

Anthony Dover January 4, 2009 at 5:46 PM Better than falling out of the nest like me.Thanks for the comment!