Jonty Pennington-Twist Poet Free verse

Took a Poem To a Knife Fight

I lost my mind
somewhere 
between the seconds    ticking
God left 
and the devil punched in


Stray winds
dark and long
blew coldly on my paper sails
as 
things I thought I knew 
sank away
down into lightless fathoms


And when 
in answer to my begging letters
a bashful dawn bled in
I made her promises
that somewhere 
deep within
I knew 
I’d only go and break

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Benjamin Bartley July 22, 2024 at 4:08 PM Love the title and the poem did it justice. Thanks for sharing.

Ink Empress September 29, 2023 at 2:17 PM Brilliant word weaving, very creative way of expressing here and your title really is unique and very soul hitting, drew me to read this poem. I especially love the way you’ve written “ a bashful dawn bled in” the way you’ve described the depth of emotions in various ways using nature and imagery is clever and artistic! Profound poem! Loved this Jonty Pennington-Twist September 29, 2023 at 3:45 PM Most kind of you to give my poem some of your time, and to speak so positively of it. Sincere thanks, J

Beata Agustin August 18, 2023 at 8:06 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your love-propelled thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed. Jonty Pennington-Twist August 21, 2023 at 1:51 PM Thank you Beata, it's great to be part of the soup!

John Hamilton August 17, 2023 at 9:36 AM Enjoyed this write Jonty, my first time reading you and your style is very appealing. Heartbreak is the best impetus to great writing, well done! Jonty Pennington-Twist August 17, 2023 at 10:00 AM Many thanks John and Ii think you're right, love's keen sting is a quite the source! Cheers, J

Lin Lane August 17, 2023 at 6:28 AM Hello Jonty, I was expecting to read lines about the pen being mightier than the sword, but I found nothing resembling that thought. Lost love triggers many emotions. Your lines about stray winds being dark on your paper sails is a great foreshadowing moment in your poem. The line I liked most is "a bashful dawn bled..." In it I got a double meaning... the color of dawn and the depth of your pain. Jonty Pennington-Twist August 17, 2023 at 7:56 AM My thanks. It's wonderful how one poem can be seen from so many angles. I'm glad there was something in there that chimed. Warmest regards, J.