of Artistry’s fuse and folly’s Muse

L. B. Mek


oh, what banal futility

warped dreams, as folly 

ambition’s muse, as vanity


we scavenging, thirsting

despairingly overcrowding

free spirits, gripped

by Artistry’s

unhidden pitfalls, caught

grasping, at

legacy or posterity mirages

like sickly, shooting stars


of rebirth, while speeding 

to their demise


how we, All

yearn and crave its embrace

demand, its loyalty 


and yet,

pure unadulterated Geniuses 

like Mozart, couldn’t be afforded 

a marked grave, by fate

that final, callous - knife twist

of dew stain, happenstance

or ill-destiny’s

life staining, misspellings 


still, we are 

what we’ll become

and so, we carry on

as our past, dictates

and impassioned, Bold

Choices, curate


in each blank canvas

we conquer

and then lament, over


so then, my pulsing Poetic, kin

which shall it be?

Everest, to tap dance above

or that teasing Moon

maybe, Jupiter

or a Daedalus, inspired

all out revenge crusade

on consequences, far

too self-important, Sun


come, I entreat you All

let’s ignite our Imagination’s, fuse

ink a course and Dream!



© L. B. Mek

April 2022

  • Author: L. B. Mek (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 1st, 2022 03:29
  • Comment from author about the poem: Happy Poetry Month, everyone! May your muse's fuse, spark-Wild and your dreams soar ever higher, carefree - Defiantly...
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  • Views: 59
  • Users favorite of this poem: Paul Bell, Rocky Lagou, sorenbarrett, bubblehead95.


  • Paul Bell

    I'm thinking, Everest, on the computer.
    Tap dancing, I could do that, maybe not in rhythm with everyone else, but I could always change that to, they're not in rhythm with me. I wonder how many old artists knew they would be worth billions in later life.

    • L. B. Mek

      and how many would swap posterity's billions
      for a chance at having lived a 'normal' life
      instead of sacrificing their life, for their art..
      makes me think of Spinoza's:
      'temperance, in all things
      even in temperance, itself'...
      (Thank you! dear Poet)

    • dean langmuir

    • dean langmuir

      Good one,didn't know it was poetry month,take care,poet on

      • L. B. Mek

        glad you enjoyed the read, dear poet
        appreciate the supportive comment

      • Rocky Lagou

        Your poems always leave me awestruck. Your diction is so fine and your metaphors are always on the mark for the message you're conveying. I love this encouragement to WRITE! My favorite line is "still, we are / what we’ll become." I mean that's quite profound. Very well done! 💖🔥

        • L. B. Mek

          lol, crazy how a few words
          from someone you respect, can make you feel so grateful
          just to be noticed
          and humbled, that your meagre efforts are encouraged
          by such kindness...
          (I thank you, wholeheartedly
          for this overtly generous words
          you gifted me
          on a cloudy rain-soaked Monday morning)
          may your generosity be repaid tenfold, dear poet

        • sorenbarrett

          A beautiful soliloquy worthy of Shakespeare. Very moving. It cries out of destiny and demands action. Very nice.

          • L. B. Mek

            yes, I agree its definitely more soliloquy
            than pure poetry, however poetic in ambition
            and thank you! for comparing my humble scribble
            to that 'Chief Poet's' brilliance..
            how very kind, dear Poet

          • bubblehead95

            An artist's pageant with a handsome pretext laid out in a captivating lingo makes me fall in love with the ode a little more.:)

            • L. B. Mek

              'pageant' and 'pretext'
              aside, 'lingo'
              this is what I cherish about modern poetry
              its limitless range, to make accessibility
              an entrenched element of our beloved Poesy..
              thank you! dear poet
              what an eloquent comment

            • Hakikur Rahman

              An elegant compose on nature, feelings and emotions. Enjoyed reading it.

              • L. B. Mek

                that's all the reward I strive for, dear poet
                glad you enjoyed the read
                thank you!

              • Neville

                you just did the almost impossible and most certainly the enviable with this most beautiful monster you have created for those of us here .. for indeed, it has everything this fan of words is looking for in a post ... timeless & in its own write understated yet priceless n darn near perfectly pitched for the day in question ....................... Neville

                • L. B. Mek

                  its crazy, we write and write
                  but can never predict, how some scribbles
                  will resonate, with our like minded poetic kin..
                  I'm genuinely ecstatic, a write
                  that means a lot to me, can be received
                  with such kindness and warmth..
                  what a humbling experience
                  thank you! Hyung
                  I shall cherish your words for a long time

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