gift or gimmick

by ether   May 17, 2017


it comes like a dream;
if not immediately transcribed,
vanishes to the realm
of twisting coloured lines:
the subconscious.

i never resent loneliness or sorrow
for opening the channel of inspiration.
nothing can compete
with the satisfaction received
upon creative completion;
not even happiness itself.

thus emerges the problem
or solution?

a dynamic question,
dependent on the channel width
and frequency of my breaths.

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  • 7 years ago

    by Meena Krish

    I agree with ddavidd about readers understanding this
    write and yes its very deep and there are some ingrained
    thoughts and feelings which the writer has left within these
    lines...take care

  • 7 years ago

    by ddavidd

    This piece present a great modality . It is hard though for the reader to understand how powerful conceptually and poetically this piece ventures, if he/she is not, like me, familiar with the theme from the beginning. I hope in future you return and make the adjustment in this great work of yours.

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