Burn up my verse!

in #poetry7 years ago (edited)

Burn up my verse!

original poetry


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Take my song,
My slipshod verse:
Hurl it in the center
Of the eager earth's furnace.

My insymphonic lyrics
Are the detritus of autumn.
Let them lie in stolidity
'Til spring to rot
Under winter's thumb.

Give me life
Via art's entombment,
Read the desperation in
The smokescreen of my words
& dissipate it with your
Compassioning prescence.

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Render me ageless
By the churning of
The axle of belief
Until inversion
Becomes my
Salve.

Paint me as a metallic dragonfly
On your stained-glass chapel;
Invoke me in the pyrotechnics
Of your daydream.

In the contemplation
Of my abscence glean not sorrow,
But purest joy in the sublimation
Of my false form.

Gone is my song,
Silent my verse.
Mute now my pen,
Love, my heart's hearse.


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Written by @d-pend
11/24/17
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Photos by
Hartmut Lerch


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Fantastic!

Have you read Quicksilver by Neal Stephenson? I immediately thought of his opening as I read your verse:

State your intentions, Muse. I know you're there.
Dead bards who pined for you have said
You're bright as flame, but fickle as the air.
My pen and I, submerged in liquid shade,
Much dark can spread, on days and over reams
But without you, no radiance can shed.
Why rustle in the dark, when fledged with fire?
Craze the night with flails of light. Reave
Your turbid shroud. Bestow what i require.
But you are not in the dark. I do believe
I swim, like squid, in clouds of my own make,
To you offensive. To us both, opaque.
What's constituted so, only a pen
Can penetrate. I have one here; let's go.

Wow!! No I haven't, but that is really cool stuff! Thanks for posting it :D

The love of a dead heart has a spirit, the soul comes from the burning words of constraints. Verses cause the thunder of complex forms of the abstract mind, it's all simple if you read poetry with your heart . Thank you @d-pend

I wonder what inspires you @d-pend? Some of my stuff just pops into my head, POOF! an entire line just arrives like eager passengers making another stop on life's great train.

(That last line came in like that and just felt right)

You know what I mean?

The rest have to be molded from fresh clay - bit by bit - like building a solid home from the foundation up...

Very true! In my experience, the source of inspiration has as many hues as there are moods! Or you could say inspiration has as many faces as there are phases of living that we pass through.

I think it's what keeps my love of writing growing more and more: it's always different, and I enjoy tediously building verses just as much as the flowing phrases that come spontaneously!

Love it! I have always been an avid lover of poetry. I write as well. I am trying to get back into it. It has been many years...I could feel the depth and invoking of emotion in this. My favorite lines "Render me ageless By the churning of The axle of belief Until inversion Becomes my Salve."

Hi @rachael87, I'm grateful for your comment! I was in your position about 5 months ago when I decided to try writing/posting one poem every day. It had been a couple of years since I'd been writing poetry, so I felt really rusty. But Steemit has been the perfect outlet for me to share the journey and hold myself accountable to keep practicing.

That's really cool that you liked that line, as I thought it was one of the more obscure/difficult of the piece. Anyway, if you end up starting to write again and decide to post anything on here, feel free to drop a comment with a link and I'd love to read your stuff. Have a great day and thanks for stopping by!

I posted my first poem on my blog.

Wow awesome and surpassing rhythm here, the lines are rich with ideas, the poem in general is energetic,and i loved the calmness you depict while writing.

Sad and beautiful poetry, remind that ahead of a long winter.

Winter's always been my favorite time of year. Thanks @magnata :)

::bows deeply::
Like an ether bullet deep in the gut.

I love that. Thank you @mamadini!!!

Beautiful & touching. Resteemed

Thanks very much for the support and glad you liked it!

Nice poem @d-pend, I'm also trying to write some poems lately and for a beginner like me,is good to read others poems because I can learn a lot from them.

Thank you my friend, and yes it is always excellent to read other poets' work to inspire and educate ourselves. If you enjoy it you can't go wrong!

Quite the song, great work

Wow wow WOW!!!

Nice poetry and photography

Thanks a lot my friend :)

Wow this is the best line of the year
Nice lines
Nice pictures
This is really good
Keep the ball rolling

Thank you for the encouragement @sirsticks!

Awesome

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