​Poetical Inspiration Gone Mad

[Sharonlee]

Poetical Inspiration Gone Mad


She walked until the midnight sun
met with the morning moon
tree-shadows danced to Bowie
- heroes died too soon;

Madness can be silent…. but still.... it takes its toll
- broken pencils and unfilled notebooks
littered the stormy ground
as a fibonacci clock spiral'd backwards
not making any sound…

Drumbeat, heartbeat
bittersweet retreat
her hair grew like Posidonia
tumbling to her feet
tendrils changing color
sea-green to blue marguerite
Drumbeat, heartbeat
line repeat…

Destiny married design
shotgun wedding on the hill
Humpty tripped them over
and down they came like Jack n Jill
and the fibonacci clock spiral'd backwards
as the midnight sun met with the morning moon
a celestial fiddle played and angels swooned
Madness can be silent…. but still.... it takes its toll
as she met the with midnight sun
on a night dark and cold.
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Poetry & Art - SharonleeGoodhand©17-Jan-16

*blue marguerite: hairy South African or Australian sub-shrub with blue-rayed daisy-like flowers.

[pipersfancy]

Oooh! Very cool image you've paired with this. And I love the idea of the clock spinning backward in time. (Don't we all wish for that to happen, sometimes...) Lovely quick pace in the lines:

Drumbeat, heartbeat
bittersweet retreat

Lot's to appreciate in this freestyle verse (and now, I guess I've answered my own question!)

Bowie fan here, too... how sad was that last week? We've lost a creative soul who, I'm sure, had many more ideas that he just didn't have the time to share.

[pipersfancy]

Sharonlee, your image of the clock's hands in reverse reminded me of a song I wrote a couple of years ago. I posted The Broken Hands of Time, and would love to get your impressions of that piece! I was struggling to get the audio link working last night, but—thanks to the efforts of one of my teens—it's up and working now.

[Sharonlee]

I'd love to listen... I'm getting ready for college at the moment, so I'll happily listen when I return.