m o s a i c i n c a n t a t i o n s
what are the hundred words I haven’t said to you?
milkshake raspberry diphthong happenstance somnolent
what face without vocabulary is there to embrace?
cracked splintered fractured broken flummoxed
what whispers, where? touching your ear, and
entwine embracements constituent double-stitched
what spoon in your fingers do you choose?
celebrant candled illuminance embellish adorn
what truth is like a broken bowl?
what the milkman says to the porch
what the stranger said about the calendar
what grandmother laid upon the table as feast
what salt bestowed to tongue with a single touch
what wheat-spun hair draped itself like snow
you knew all along, didn’t you?
neil reid © january 2012
Commentary
There’s more water than land that makes up this place we call home. So how’s this poem address the prompt (I’ll let you read that for yourself as linked below)? Like an ink blot response would be one answer (although a boring one). Yet I’ve become some becalmed by much I write, looking for new understanding of the landscape, and while this may not be all so realized – it is closer. There is so much we yet do not understand about so elemental a thing as waves, how much less then what language might be able to say. Said years ago in another lifetime, this may not be the perfect answer, this may be rather unorthodox, but I feel more happy. So be it.
Written for the We Write Poems, prompt #89, Respond to this.
Please find the prompt responses of other writers here.
“To thine own self be true”. The one unerring charm about poetry is truth. No inner part of a person can place pen to paper and write poetry without truth somewhere in their soul. So be it, and well done too.
Regards,
Donald
It is a good read, I can see enough connection to the prompt – a raw emotional kind.
Neil, this is wonderful. Nicely done. I also love your post commentary.
Pamela
Personally, I could picture this as a response to the young woman…and unorthodox or not, it is very appropriate.
-Nicole
Neil, this is surprising and interesting, like an assembly of words and then the second structure is some sort of coda, and is the coda the question at the end? That’s what I love about your writing. It’s fresh and surprising.
indeed nicely done Neil…..thanks for sharing your words