Sharks in the water

Like sharp ย knives hidden in the soapy dish water.

Words they wait, sharp edges and safe handles.

Sometimes I get one end to grasp the words.

Other times the blade slices deep. I bleed.

Cuts quick and sharp, no pain. Not yet.

Then I hurt. And bleed. And curse it.

The the words come. Pain or joy.

Pain and joy? Maybe that too.

The words either come or

they don’t come to me.

Poetry is born in my

world fully formed.

Lived fully and

then birthed

onto page

bloody.

 

For dVerse Poetics tonight. Enjoy!

 

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30 Comments

  1. Laurie Kolp said,

    January 25, 2013 at 12:45 am

    I’m glad the words are coming now!

    • shanyns said,

      January 25, 2013 at 12:58 am

      They are again! I think this cold weather froze me up. ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. brian miller said,

    January 25, 2013 at 12:56 am

    lived fully then birthed on the page…to me that is the best poetry…and you are right you never know what you will get…the handle or the blade when you reach into life…or poetry…smiles.

    • shanyns said,

      January 25, 2013 at 12:58 am

      Thanks Brian – so glad you came by and so very pleased you enjoyed the poem.

  3. Grace said,

    January 25, 2013 at 12:59 am

    Sometimes the birthing of words can be bloody and messy ~ Good use of knives as a metaphor in writing ~

    • shanyns said,

      January 25, 2013 at 12:59 am

      Thanks! ๐Ÿ™‚ Glad you enjoyed it. Super good to see you.

  4. Mary said,

    January 25, 2013 at 1:20 am

    I do think ‘pain and joy’ expresses it well. Often there may be a lot of pain in the writing; but I think once it is written there is the joy that follows.

    • shanyns said,

      January 25, 2013 at 1:39 am

      Thanks Mary, for coming by and for leaving your words. I agree, the joy follows the pain.

  5. kkkkaty said,

    January 25, 2013 at 1:20 am

    Bleeding…..what a correlation ๐Ÿ˜‰

    • shanyns said,

      January 25, 2013 at 1:39 am

      Indeed. Thank you for coming over. Great to see you.

  6. January 25, 2013 at 1:22 am

    Ouch! Yes, sometimes when we dig deep for words, it brings up so much more than we bargained for.

    • shanyns said,

      January 25, 2013 at 1:39 am

      You got that right! More often than not. Thanks for coming over.

  7. January 25, 2013 at 2:31 am

    sharp edges and safe handles, too true, fantastic read. many thanks x

    • shanyns said,

      January 25, 2013 at 3:57 pm

      Thanks Jennifer for coming by, so glad you enjoyed it.

  8. January 25, 2013 at 3:01 am

    I love your conceit and approach to the prompt. The concrete form really enhanced the subject. Thanks so much for joining us!

    • shanyns said,

      January 25, 2013 at 3:58 pm

      Anna – thank you! I had to refresh my self on conceit ๐Ÿ™‚ but I really truly appreciate your comment! Great that you stopped by.

  9. January 25, 2013 at 4:28 am

    Love the way you formed this… I guess words don’t always come to us easily there’s always a chance of pain.

    • shanyns said,

      January 25, 2013 at 3:59 pm

      ๐Ÿ™‚ Glad you liked the form and enjoyed the poem!

  10. claudia said,

    January 25, 2013 at 5:21 am

    oh my…the sharp knives hidden in the soapy dish water made me shiver a bit…ha…poetry hits us unexpected for sure sometimes…and it def. is a process of giving birth as well…

    • shanyns said,

      January 25, 2013 at 4:02 pm

      I enjoyed your shivering Claudia! ๐Ÿ™‚ Glad you enjoyed the poem, thanks for coming by.

  11. Sabio Lantz said,

    January 25, 2013 at 11:40 am

    Perfect form for a sharp poem
    as the blood drips down
    the page and lives
    again in yet
    another
    mind

    • shanyns said,

      January 25, 2013 at 4:03 pm

      Sabio! ๐Ÿ˜€ Thank you for that, what an awesome comment and in form too!

  12. Tony said,

    January 25, 2013 at 6:50 pm

    I’ve not been writing long, but I’ve found that when I have nothing to write, it’s a sure sign that I’ve not been living enough.

    • shanyns said,

      January 25, 2013 at 8:07 pm

      Wise words. Very wise words. Thanks for coming over Tony.

  13. Kim Nelson said,

    January 25, 2013 at 7:16 pm

    Oh, they are like children, these creations of ours! You’ve illustrated that perfectly, Shanyn. I like the way you clarify that the process is messy and sometimes painful. Honest and well-written. And of cours, the form! The form!

    • shanyns said,

      January 25, 2013 at 8:06 pm

      ๐Ÿ™‚ So very pleased you enjoyed the poem and the form! Thanks for coming over.

  14. lucychili said,

    January 26, 2013 at 1:55 am

    the poem reads well as well as being a powerful shape. pain and joy. yes.

    • shanyns said,

      January 26, 2013 at 10:55 pm

      Thank you so much, I love that you stopped by and am so pleased you enjoyed the poem.

  15. kaykuala said,

    January 26, 2013 at 3:46 am

    Lovely new form. It creates a visual effect of moving forward and it does! It gives to the verse the good effects of poetry. Nicely Shanyns!

    Hank

    • shanyns said,

      January 26, 2013 at 10:56 pm

      Hank, I’m glad you enjoyed the form and the poem. Great to see you stop by!


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