Michelle Faulkner Poet Dizain

Untold

Abandoned sunsets slip past fingertips
As intrepid sagas chart darkness grown
In cloud covered stars guiding homeward ships
Destined for cacophonous fates unknown
Beyond dawn's memories of beauties flown
And captured under weighted thunder's swing
Insomnia's pen collects colored string
Lacing blue moons where sorrel skies unfold
Crooked circles tracing her crippled king
Only poets can know the lines untold

8/11/20

For 'Pick a Tile, Volume 21 - Dizain' contest
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
theme: Untold

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JC Brul August 23, 2020 at 12:59 PM "in cloud covered stars guiding homeward ships" Great painting dear Michelle! A Fave!!

John Watt August 20, 2020 at 3:16 PM Your rewrites paid off! Happy to see you earn a win with this gem ~ John

Edward Ibeh August 19, 2020 at 5:18 PM Heartiest congratulations on your win in my contest with this well-written, stunning poem, Michelle:-) Gorgeous ink!

Jennifer Proxenos August 13, 2020 at 11:08 AM I agree with Gershon - you are an incredible poetess - 'Insomnia's pen collects colored string' - your poems are fascinating Michelle. Blessings, Jennifer. Michelle Faulkner August 17, 2020 at 11:04 AM You are so kind and encouraging, thank you so much, Jennifer.

Caren Krutsinger August 12, 2020 at 6:30 PM Only poets can recognize the beauty of each one of these well-toned lines too my friend. Michelle Faulkner August 17, 2020 at 11:04 AM Only poets know how many re writes it can take!

Gershon Wolf August 11, 2020 at 7:32 PM Only real poets can write such eloquent verse... No wonder I got tangled up reading it... Had to view it again and again... Surely that is a sign that this is 'real poetry!' ~ Ca-cough-'n's my fate! Michelle Faulkner August 17, 2020 at 11:03 AM This one took many re writes to get it to where I liked it, I am glad you got 'tangled up' - in a good way I hope!

Hannington Mumo August 11, 2020 at 5:50 PM Soul-soothingly tasty nuggets, these ones...it must take a poet to understand the poet - for only they might somewhat discern 'the lines untold'. Thank you for penning & sharing this comfortingly spot-on opus, Michelle! Michelle Faulkner August 17, 2020 at 11:02 AM I am very flattered by your generous comments, thank you kindly, Hannington.

John Watt August 11, 2020 at 10:55 AM So many lovely poetic references to the unknown: the abandoned sunset over the horizon of our visibility, the darkness, cloud cover, fates unknown, beyond dawn's memories; all these artistic splashes combine to give one the sense of "something unknown is out there". I love the line "Insomnia's pen collects colored string" and your great ending line. The brilliance is in the space you leave for imagination to fill in the colors. Great rhymes, too - pure poetry. This should do very well. ~ John John Watt August 12, 2020 at 7:51 AM Michelle, it's a tribute to your craftsmanship that you will work and rework your words until they satisfy you. Until you tame the tiger, so to speak. Even if it is 3am. Your passion is evident. Michelle Faulkner August 11, 2020 at 3:10 PM This is one I spent a lot of time on, I think I rewrote it about a half dozen times before I was happy with it. I had the last line early on, and then I was trying to decide 'what will this poem be about?' I finally got the right feel for it at 3 am (of course!) It is so gratifying to know how much a fine writer like yourself appreciates it!