Sunday, March 21, 2021

poetry lesson #5

forget OB markers, if you feel like it...

photo by dsnake1

poetry lesson #5
it is a poem

it is about the sunrise
which tosses its gossamer
of flaming crimson that
flares in the early eastern sky

it is about your love
which is a cup of nectar
the liquid spilling off the cusp
the goblet you hold in a weak grasp

it is about the darkness
which is a stone wall of razor wires
which shut out the grey of sad skies
the marble of stone crosses

it is about elusive words
the little abstractions which
roll easily off tongues but we
despaired building like lego bricks

it is the heartbreak of battlefields
it is the insignifant things from A to Z
it is the watching of paint drying
it can be so painful you want to cry

as we toss paper after paper
                 to wastebaskets
till the words become a picture
and it is a poem

written 01/12/2002
revised 07/04/2019

BAND-MAID - Freedom

© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2021

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Blogger Gillena Cox said...

The image of tossed paper to waste baskets is crucial to the painstaking process

Have a good week Cheong Lee san


22 March, 2021 17:22  
Blogger Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

I like this lesson! So much that I went looking for the others, but cannot find #1 and #2.

22 March, 2021 17:59  
Blogger dsnake1 said...


Thank you for the visit.


There is Poetry Lesson #1. Just type 'Poetry Lesson' in the blog's search bar and it will display. There is no #2, as i think it was titled 'how i started on poetry'.
should have retitled it. Anyway, stay tune for #6. 😄

22 March, 2021 20:15  
Blogger Magaly Guerrero said...

I'm not ashamed to say that I squealed with pure delight when I finished this one. It is so delicious to read. The whole thing is awesome--the way it builds and promises--and then, the end is the most satisfying of treats.

22 March, 2021 21:46  
Blogger dsnake1 said...


Thank you! It is reactions like this that makes the writer feels the effort is all worthwhile, and satisfying. I am so glad you like the poem. 😀

22 March, 2021 22:25  
Blogger colleen said...

It's definitely about the paint drying and sometimes like stepping on a lego! I love the flow of words rolling off the tongue like nectar.

22 March, 2021 22:29  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

Thank you, Colleen! 😀

22 March, 2021 23:03  
Blogger Old Egg said...

The poet is usually most critical of his own writing rather than the reader...well that's how I look at it!

23 March, 2021 07:01  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

I think that's how i look at it too. There are some poems in my draft folder that have been there for years due to some reasons like content, sensitivity, structure, etc that i may come back to work on a later date. :)

23 March, 2021 11:43  
Blogger indybev said...

What a great lesson in creating poetry! So cleverly written. Fortunately the computer allows for easy erase and the wastebasket doesn't fill so quickly!

24 March, 2021 01:18  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

Thank you, Beverly!
Thanks to the computer, it makes the job of writing so much easier. but i still like to start a poem/story with a pencil on a piece of paper. still very old school, i guess. :)

24 March, 2021 10:18  
Blogger Jenna said...

I really like the second stanza especially. "It is a cup of nectar" spilling over! Lovely.

25 March, 2021 03:01  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

Thank you, Jenna.
glad you like the image. :)

25 March, 2021 11:52  

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