Only Listen

I think....

I want to create

Something beautiful

I want to express

Purity...exotic passion

I want to tear my heart out

And paste it to the page

And let it bleed into

Astonishing patterns

Inconceivable faith

I want to put my soul in a jar

Mix it into tempura

And paint with bold, glossy strokes

Everything i ever hoped for

I want to twist

My already tangled mind

And make it into

The strings of a guitar.

I want to play a tune

That no-one understands

But everyone will remember

I want all these things

Memorial

 

 

 

Reviews

[C. Harter Amos]

Really a joy to read. I love the ideas; the twisting of a twisted mind and making guitar strings to write a song that no one will understand but no one forget...The whole of the poem is really well done. Kudos.

[Anna]

Ahhh the power of the creative desire!Wonderfully done, I do believe you have created something memorable here!This was a pleasure to read!