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To continue this week's exhibitions, we have another powerful poem created by a little known artist who uses Instagram to share some moving verse; beautiful and outrageously sad at times.
This is not a poem
Written like any other.
Devoid of obscure references
So you are indulged to bother.
Words echoing the chambers
Of my Heart; not Mind.
So, please, don't jest at this
Initial attempt; please be kind!
This is not a poem. But,
perhaps a fancy letter.
A declaration of love? Now,
That description fairs better.
Yet how do I begin...
From where does one start?
With some sense of the
End, I could perfect this craft.
No. No. Such a prose
Would surely miss the mark.
This love - above all others-
Requires a more ingenious spark.
Though, is my jabber not proof;
To be grandiose, I have no clue.
Could it not be enough to
Simply say, "I adore you"?
...
This is a poem.
This is romanticism expressed under the guise of typical poetry and yet quite evidently the speaker is declaring his love. Even at the end he is too shy to say "I love you", having replaced it by "I adore you". Let's hear from the speaker themselves.
Resurfacing from my castle again after a long break... Its ironic because I do have a back log of poems, I'm simply hesitant to post them. Although, recently, I've been very busy so perhaps I'll let that be my excuse. Though, it's funny that this poem I've been most anxious and hesitant to post given the feeling it attempts to capture: love.
The title attempts to capture the aim of this poem. Inspired by Edgar Allen Poe's "Annabel Lee", this is a love poem. In Poe's style, I tried to strip away all allusions so that the poem remains pure. In essence, I am laying myself bare and naked to the person I adore.
I have quite enjoyed this romanticised style of meta-poetry almost in the frame of a personal diary entry. Here, there is a constant to and fro struggle as I try to get the words on the page. Yet all the words, unlike a diary entry, are calculated and crafted. The result is 7 stanzas, 6 with a length of 4 lines and the last concluding remark with a strong sense of finality. The rhyming structure has kept, as best as possible, to full rhymes with a simple structure. No real intention behind that other than it sounds nice.
The poem's flow, resembling a stream of consciousness, is cut short and abruptly by a question I myself could not really answer. Yet, it seemed an apt ending. A glimmer of hope that to say you adore someone is enough affirmation of your love. I'm sure people may beg to differ but this is just one of many positions that can be held. Though, it's a pleasant belief that the most complex feelings are really rather quite simple.
All content in this blog has been used with permission of the artist.
Overall wackywriter rating:
Cute, and relatable. That's the enjoyable type to read.
