This is
not a poem
(nor a pipe).
Poetic prose?
Negative space in my heart,
crashing against what it is
not.
Too literal…
Telling, not showing.
Let the image carry the message.
What if I don’t know how?
My chest is a hollowed hull
of nothing-ness.
Who will tell my poem,
that it is
not?
Naught.
Knots in my mind
that don’t know how to unwind
these flimsy
words
in ways that will catch your whimsy
or connect to the negative space
in your heart.
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Author:
Jenny Brav (
Offline) - Published: August 11th, 2022 14:13
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Comments2
A good non-poem Jenny. lol.
😆 thanks so much!
I liked your theme and wit
a wonderful read, thank you
('show, not tell'
is that illusive, tag-line
of modern, artistry
but something, need not be
draped in abstracted imagery
for it to be poetic
rather, more importantly
all those ambitious
assembly line degree, 'poet's'
would do wonders for their
poetic 'talent'
if they could add a little sincerity
to their, tried and tasted
trending topic, victimology recipe;
rather, sincerity
that is accessibly genuine
and authentically relatable
not manufactured for effect
yeah
we can tell the difference...)
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