One way to write.
A scent, Tweed perfume, turns over
Against another memory, hot tea in a silken china cup.
I write furiously, word after word after word,
Choosing nouns, not worrying about sense or syntax.
These two memories, like pebbles, push away,
And more thoughts cascade out,
Until the pebbles sift and shake the hill of childhood,
Unleashing at last a boulder, hard as granite,
Heavy as such things are,
After the wordslide, the writing begins.
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|Reviewed by Richard King
|Wow! And we've never even met. Yet, you know me so well. Outstanding. Thanks Dick|
|Reviewed by Lori Moore
|You have captured the urgency of writing. Enjoyed.|
|Reviewed by Christine Tsen
|Wonderful poem! Some things just lay in there until we speak up at last ~
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
|I love WordQuake. A beautiful write, Eileen.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
|Reviewed by Paul Judges
|An excellent short poem, Eileen|
|Reviewed by Karen Palumbo
|Worst of all is when you have words organized in your head, get ready to allow them stream out the pen and......nothing! Yet other times the words a coming faster than one can write, great piece...
Be always safe,
|Reviewed by D Johnson
|I agree with Mary, this is great writing from beginning to end. Doesn't it sometimes make you tremble with the way words quake and shake out of our head?
|Reviewed by Patrick Granfors
|Road Quake Tease
Exhaust fumes, truck perfume, car stall ahead motor finally turns over
Against another piece of four wheel road kill, hot tar sticks to tires
I drive furiously, inch by inch by inch. Choosing lanes, carpool, shoulder, oncoming.
Then two truckers finally push the offender out of the way and more sneak through until the free-for-all begins unleashing a torrent of pent up motorists agitated, reckless, hardheaded.
Sig Alert cancelled after 8 hours, the driving begins p
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|Great writing and a great methaphor my friend love it.
|Reviewed by George Carroll
|Unique and elegant, you have created a landslide, a poetic gem|
|Reviewed by Mary Lacey, Desertrat
Very colorful metaphors. It's sounds the like the writing began before you started!