Tuesday, March 29, 2011

One Shot - Poetry Puddles

Words shattered as they struck the ground
like so many raindrops.
Forming puddles of muddied phrases
no longer making a sensible flow
as they dropped
from the mouths of clouds.
Now they landed
as simple debris strewn letters
rippling to and fro
amid the bubbled splash
of incoming phrases.
A jumble of alphabet soup
from what was once
the brilliant light of thought.
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22 comments:

wolfsrosebud said...

What fun verse...

Titanium said...

I really, really like this one, MM. I do believe I'll be coming back to re-read it many times.

Autumnforest said...

Damn! That reminds me of how a bad writing day feels. Splish Splash in my own best intentions.

clean and crazy said...

a true poet, you know how to use your words well, love reading this

Joann Nelander said...
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hedgewitch said...

Not a wasted word--very well put together, MM, and boy do I know the feeling. You've escaped that jumble here, though. Well done.

Joann Nelander said...

Monkey Man, you are toying with us. No muddled mess of thoughts here;
your alphabet soup shines in "the brilliant light of thought." Fun read!

RMP said...

you picked up the pieces and fit them back together quite well...I can usually only manage to spell 'DOG' in my soup.

Brian Miller said...

rofl...ok i read this as i had a thought to write but just could not get it out...which happens to me...but you put that soup into a winner today my friend...happy one shot!

cianphelan said...

A beautiful composition for the jumbled moment, the writer's block--that's how I see it. Just can't keep the words in your head, and they just keep spilling out in a mush, nothing like the beauty that had been set within your mind. Potent imagery to this, it captures the feeling perfectly.

lori said...

Boy, did I feel like this today as I wrote, "...debris strewn letters..." Yes. I loved this one :)

ayala said...

Nice one shot :)

Margaret said...

For ME, this poem reads as if someone is in the full swing of Alzheimers ... very moving if read that way.

Matty said...

Been there, done that. I've had my share of babbling moments.

signed...bkm said...

I have been here many times...the poem is perfect in mind that floats off to oblivion and to somewhere....your write reminds of that all to often feeling....bkm

Olivia said...

Intense imagery MM..
I have been there a few times.. actually still going through one of such phases. I hope I am moving towards the fag end..

Hugs xx

Glynn said...

Many a time I've watched my carefully constructed words shatter like raindrops, forming muddy puddles. And I hadn't thought of it that way until you wrote it here. One cool poem.

Deborah said...

Oooh just brilliantly, a pleasure to read, I loved this!

Aquarius63 said...

Nicely put.

Anita.

Eric 'Bubba' Alder said...

A least your alphabet soup isn't telling you to kill your neighbor.

Caren E. Salas said...

Love this. I feel like this all the time. It sounds so great in my head but comes out of my mouth like soggy cornflakes.

Pheromone Girl said...

And you call me a writer. Jeez... It's gorgeous, although I'm not surprised.