I engage with the Snark --every night after dark-- in a dreamy delirious fight: I serve it with greens in those shadowy scenes, and I use it for striking a light... - Lewis Carroll
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Magical flame burning so bright
Freshening rain a cooling sight
Luminous warming light
Mystic limpid flight
Gorges on brittle barks
Douses stubborn sparks
Burning
Drowning
A little rain in the fire
A little fire in the rain
OR
UPWARD BLINDNESS?
OR
DOWNWARD DEAFNESS?
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~~~~~~~BALANCE?~~~~~~~
8 comments:
Your arrangement of the words and the rhymes made me stop and read a few times, which is always a good sign for me.
I like how you can read the lines vertically or across.
What a snark! Enigmatic creature.
i agree with christine, loved the way this poem can be read in many ways.
clever writing :-)
my first focus was on the poetry quote that you included; then, i was amazed at how i could read downward, across AND diagonally and get different messages each time. really a neat approach!
Wow- I agree with Jan! This was so well done and it really inspired me to try writing more of this style of poetry!
gemma,, that was so creative on so many levels... i really enjoyed this....
I think you've created a new style of poetry! It needs a name! Love it and am going to try it, for sure!
The rhymes pulled me from one line to another. There is balance in this, indeed.
"Burning Drowning"
Nice! A duality of risks (fears?) Very interesting.
Thanks for crediting me for the image. You're welcome to use it as long as you see fit.
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