Benjamin Posted December 17, 2010 Share Posted December 17, 2010 (edited) A scent, a tune, a taste, may instantly flash-back memories. But words provide a curious frisson; become the pediment astride an edifice of boundless imagination... Their livery may bring an ominous garb of sinister hat and political cape; or dance like elusive dots of phosphorescence in the surf of a strange coast. Be loosed in blinding spindrift across white-cap waves, to rise and fall in an ocean's swell of literacy. Have peasants scraping hides in a tannery, or waifs picking oakum in the workhouse. Words: lift man up to god-like heights of passion and endurance, express a unique capacity for love and hate. Free Turner seascapes of eternal light, purporting that “the sun is God”; or Achilles' terrible shield of portentous human horrors. So pity or envy the poet his diverse material: his heroic tales, his humus, detritus and rustling parchments of autumn leaves. For with one foot tied to classic text, and the other drawn by ever shifting trends of modern speech; his symbiotic offerings are stretched somewhere between the metaphors. Words my friend: A golden liquid, not to be quaffed like beer; but sipped and savoured like fine wine. Edited January 7, 2011 by Benjamin Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tonyv Posted December 19, 2010 Share Posted December 19, 2010 You are a wordsmith, Benjamin. But this one is more than just "a few random thoughts." It rises to the level of fine art. Thank you. Tony Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Benjamin Posted December 20, 2010 Author Share Posted December 20, 2010 Thanks Tony. I do tend to 'go on a bit'. A close friend asked me if I purchased words by the dozen; to which I replied, "Yes! dozens of years." :icon_sunny: Benjamin. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
badger11 Posted December 21, 2010 Share Posted December 21, 2010 You obviously take pleasure in words B. : oakum/phosphorescence/quaffed...and many more to create a dazzling threading of poetry lines. Meaningful, but also a lot of fun. badge Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
goldenlangur Posted December 28, 2010 Share Posted December 28, 2010 Free Turner seascapes of eternal light, Love the reference to Turner's work. You've absolutely caught its essence in the detail eternal light, Most eloquently put :D : but sipped and savoured like fine wine. Your poem offers much to savour. Thank you. Quote goldenlangur Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dr_con Posted December 29, 2010 Share Posted December 29, 2010 Agree with all the above- The sheer delight in language really raises this beyond an ordinary ramble, into a stellar achievement... Enjoyed! DC&J Quote thegateless.org Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Benjamin Posted December 29, 2010 Author Share Posted December 29, 2010 (edited) Badger. Thank you. I am fortunate to have the privilege of reading and writing for sheer pleasure these days. goldenlangur. Glad you liked the Turner ref: it's true a picture paints a thousand words. I believe also that a few words can unlock boundless imagination. Thank you for reading and commenting. DC&J Thank you for reading. Your comments are very much appreciated. Edited December 29, 2010 by Benjamin Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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