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#poetics
This evenings prompt at dversepub gothic poetry got me wondeing how i would feel if poetry was a taboo. and then was frowned apon. this poem was the result.
Poetry not allowed
My blood lust for poetry rises,
Driving me past the night’s moonrise,
Nictophilia devours my feelings,
For those living in the light,
The night Hungers turning me cannable,
In the shadows cast by the moon,
My suppers blood evaporating into red mist,
The blood mist keeping their ghosts nearby,
As I dip my pen into my dark heart,
Contemplating their anti-poetry stance,
Trying to find the kindness in my poem’s darkness,
As they haunt my dreams of the light.
15/12/20 rog leach for dverse poets pub prompt
You took my breath away with this one! 😀 I am enchanted by the idea of poetry being considered as taboo! It would provoke one to follow the path even more.. yes! Especially love; “The blood mist keeping their ghosts nearby, as I dip my pen into my dark heart, contemplating their anti-poetry stance.” Thank you so much for writing to the prompt 💝💝
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imy favourite poem is The Raven by Poe so just could not resist great prompt.
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Breathtaking, stirring, and extremely well-written. I love this!
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Excellent write. I love the night Rog, having performed on stage with my band for many years, seeing more night than day — sleeping the sun away. While as an old man, I do love to see every sunrise I can — I still find my creativity in the night… but I don’t like to be in the dark, I’m too visual
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Thank you
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It’s a similar scenario to the one in Rush’s concept album 2112, in which music was forbidden. I can’t imagine not having poetry in the world. I love the opening lines and the lines:
‘As I dip my pen into my dark heart,
Contemplating their anti-poetry stance,
Trying to find the kindness in my poem’s darkness’.
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Pens drawing blood is a chilling thought… but I think there is strength in what’s written
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Poetry could be outlawed if the wrong people get into power! I loved: ‘As I dip my pen into my dark heart’ – a striking image of the poetic creative process.
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