The Freedom of 'ART'

I think

Poetry has Power:

the definitive Art of Words.

Perhaps a siren song of tonal syllables

running music through the mind;

an elusive vision caught with inspired imagery;

or a bold reality wrenched into reason;

But especially the seductive expansion

of metaphysical meaning

whether deliberate or not.

 

I think

we taste and test the value of an apt word

precise phrase - a compelling line -

as it surfs the deeps of our minds

seeking shorelines not yet explored:

perhaps to gently lisp upon easy sands -

boldly to slash through twisted roots -

or to scale gruff cliffs.

However approached, our 'island' is breached.

 

A poem can be greatly feared

by 'thought-police'.

 

 

Cynthia Buell Thomas

November, 2015


 

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Harry O'Neill

Fri 27th Nov 2015 21:23

A fine tribute to your - and our - particular art Cynthia!


In particular I like the way that middle stanza uses words:
`compelling` `surfs` `deeps` `lipse` (how scarce that one is nowadays)...`slash``gruff``etc; which awaken the feel of
sound. (and in doing so demonstrate what you mean).

Your poem recalls, sound, imagery, rhythm, (even warning)
I`m glad you decided to post it.

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Fri 27th Nov 2015 12:41

I'm ambivalent about posting this - it sounds pretentious - and that was not my intent. It's totally bugging me; so it's here today, maybe gone tomorrow.

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