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Disasters, Delights and Other Detours - 54. Skyscraper Reflections

These are just three short reflections. One of these appeared in 'Live Poet's Society,' a most marvelous place to discuss and sample poetry.

On Inspiration

Some poems

come straight out of left field,

others have pedigree and bloodlines

stretching generations back to the Mayflower;

but each one surprises in its way,

delighting eye and ear

with its song.

On Age

I cringe at

my interior noise;

the cacophony of my existence -

ringing ears, wheezing lungs, bones clacking in their joints -

but I would not trade this Gamelan

of age's infirmities

for silence.

 

On Rising

The full moon

and bright constellations

hanging in September’s pre-dawn sky

watch mists rising from the languid creek’s sleep-warm bed,

like sweet, secret lovers reluctant

to part without kisses

at cock crow.

Comments of any kind are invariably welcome. Thank you for being a reader.
Copyright © 2017 Parker Owens; All Rights Reserved.
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Parker Owens
2 minutes ago, dughlas said:

I like them. Even the one about aging despite it speaks of me ...

Thanks Dugh. There is music in our creaking bones. 

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Headstall

Wonderful poems, Parker, each one a delight... I found On Rising very visual, and I loved the use of 'cock crow.' I heard it. :) 

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AC Benus

You do my humble little form proud :) "On Inspiration" reads smooth as silk, while "On Age" seems to creak along -- both inhabit their metres and allow lilt to contribute substantially to the message. With "On Rising," you seem to use both a smooth start and reluctant slowing down of the melody to end on the final two words.

All three are beautiful and convey your poetic gifts by connecting with readers' thoughts and feelings too. Well done!  

 

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Parker Owens
15 minutes ago, Headstall said:

Wonderful poems, Parker, each one a delight... I found On Rising very visual, and I loved the use of 'cock crow.' I heard it. :) 

I’m glad On Rising brought images to your mind, so you could see September mornings as I have. Thank you very much for reading! 

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Parker Owens
5 minutes ago, AC Benus said:

You do my humble little form proud :) "On Inspiration" reads smooth as silk, while "On Age" seems to creak along -- both inhabit their metres and allow lilt to contribute substantially to the message. With "On Rising," you seem to use both a smooth start and reluctant slowing down of the melody to end on the final two words.

All three are beautiful and convey your poetic gifts by connecting with readers' thoughts and feelings too. Well done!  

 

It’s a marvelous form, capable of dramatic arc,  yet succinct. Its length allows the voice (if one is reading aloud, or the inner ear if one is not) to develop cadence and dynamics, like a motet. You’re very kind in your comments, as you recognize my rhythms and devices perfectly.

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Valkyrie
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I like all of these, but age particularly spoke to me.  I prefer these noises to silence as well.  :hug:  

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Parker Owens
1 hour ago, Mikiesboy said:

Inspiration is my fav, though all are wonderful. Thanks for sharing and mentioning Live Poets!

Thank you, tim. I’m so glad Inspiration connected with you. That one came all unexpected, in a flash that literally had to be written on a napkin. And Live Poets is awesome. 

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1 hour ago, Valkyrie said:

I like all of these, but age particularly spoke to me.  I prefer these noises to silence as well.  :hug:  

Thank you, Val. Sometimes I wonder if it’s my bones groaning louder than my voice when I get up off my knees in the garden...

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Parker Owens
13 hours ago, Geron Kees said:

I always enjoy verse that generates pictures. Thanks for the nice artwork!

I’m very glad these fired images in your mind’s eye. It seems autumn is a fertile time for writing. Thank you so very much for reading and commenting. 

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northie

On age describes me just as much as it does you, dear friend.  ;)  The clicks, creaks, and permanent creases tell me I exist still. On inspiration applies to any creative art or thought and it is so true. Me, I like the idea of a gossamer thread stretching down the ages, connecting us with our forbears.

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46 minutes ago, northie said:

On age describes me just as much as it does you, dear friend.  ;)  The clicks, creaks, and permanent creases tell me I exist still. On inspiration applies to any creative art or thought and it is so true. Me, I like the idea of a gossamer thread stretching down the ages, connecting us with our forbears.

We carry with us our own internal symphonies, I think.  It’s good that we still count the measures of our rest. I’m glad you liked the ideas that come to mind in Inspiration. That poem appeared unexpectedly, from left field, as it were. Thanks so much for your comments and thoughts.

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