No Name Poem Yet (I)

Finley Oaktree

It was a bombinate like nothing else

But I felt untroubled

Since cataracts have calm rivers

And cloying honey is murmurous form

 

The offing is not my wherewithal

But only leaves me left here

So when I left the former loved

Then did I leave

For me of leaven

  • Author: Finley Oaktree (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 6th, 2024 15:56
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  • Cheeky Missy

    Damn! How you nearly drive me bonkers by failing to add the title since I could arrive at multiple, yet since I do not know your intention, I cannot suggest any. Lovely.

    • Finley Oaktree

      Haha, thank you! Give me one title, please?

      • Cheeky Missy

        Alright, I'll try just off the top after rereading it aloud just now: You Didn't Really Want To Know, Now, Did You?

        • Cheeky Missy

          But that's my style in titling since the entire piece is one grand puzzle with so many facets from the individual lines, to the thoughts, to the stanza, to the title which arrives at itself AFTER the stanza is finished composing itself, so to speak. Too complicated a title?

          • Finley Oaktree

            I appreciate that, but I'm not sure I understand it. Do you have another way of explaining it? Where in the poem does the title arrive? I'm asking out of interest!

            • Cheeky Missy

              It's NOT thar any certain word or line in particular inspired that title I suggested. Rather it's the sense from all, start to finish which suggested that title to me. The poem is a creature flirting with the reader; being asked to name it begs I know it better than I thought I did. You know?

              • Finley Oaktree

                I see. That’s interesting! Wouldn’t really know what to say other than that. Don’t want to say too much, you know



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