poem penned in invisible ink

..

this poem is for no one
(everyone,
……..some
-one in the crowd with a scram
……….-bled soul.)

it can only be seen
by firelight
by starlight
by the far light of another galaxy,
or the candle you’re burning
…………………….at both ends.

this poem is no friend
………………(nor faux)
of italics or bold, only
the quiet marching of
insignificant keys.

please,
don’t stop too long.
this poem has no song,
nor name. no sameness
or oneness to speak of.
no breeze.

this poem is a ghost
(rider)
writer on a prism sky,
the gnawed why
of something you’ve
had caught in your
craw for years and
years
and
years.

the place where a rotten
tooth used to be. the hole
you dug to get yourself out,
then realized you were trapped
a thousand feet down
with a busted shovel.

this poem is in
-con
-spicuous. it wears a
veil. a mask. the dozen
aliases of un
………..-spoken broken.

a smattering
of fading
scars.

a cloak
of stars.

 

..
Prompted by Toads

 

 

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15 Responses to poem penned in invisible ink

  1. therisa says:

    Reading this, De, I felt some of my frustration being expressed, by your verses, of my struggles with the English language and writing. How I cursed exams and other tests, that I wrote.

  2. lifelessons says:

    Love this one. One of my favorites from your pen, er, fingers.

  3. Can you also turn flax into gold? I swear you turn out beautiful things like no one else can

  4. Kerry O'Connor says:

    It has been a joy to read your work this month. You are an artist with a palette of words. This poem says everything about your brilliance as a poet.

  5. Sanaa Rizvi says:

    ‘this poem is in-con-spicuous. it wears a veil. a mask. the dozen aliases of un-spoken broken.’ Gorgeously penned, De!

  6. Where to even begin to offer up the required amount of praise here. De your poetry can uplift me whatever the subject matter. The dance here is exquisite and delicate with fireworks exploding into the mind with lines like ‘the gnawed why’ ( Oh how I wish I had written that) and ‘sram-bled’ ( sigh…another one)….lady you are one helluva poet.

  7. Rosemary Nissen-Wade says:

    Love, love, love! Hard to single out favourite lines when all are so good, but the ‘busted shovel’ and the closing couplet really got to me.

  8. Marian says:

    Love this! Gosh. It really does dance. And as you say, being one whose candle burns at both ends, I feel it. I can read it, receive its message. Somehow that makes me feel special, which is not how I walk around ordinarily, so thank you. Heh.

  9. Jeff says:

    This poem reminds me of an old Elton John song, “This song has no title, just words and a tune.” (From Goodbye, Yellow Brick Road)

  10. ManicDdaily says:

    This poem is lovely. k.

  11. PSC says:

    Oh, love this! 🙂

  12. Helen Dehner says:

    One of my all time favorite forms ~~~ you aced it!

  13. You may struggle with writing poetry, but what you create is definitely a joy to read. Love this!

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