The Art of Wrinkles

Love your poems, poetry360!
You convey so much feeling in a minimalist way.
Easy to read & understand.
And as a whole, very artfully done.

Here's my 'darkest' poem.
I don't know why I do this, but a theme all my poems seem to contain the use of words for duel meanings.


Tapestry


Felled canvas, blushing colors my life’s stitch ceaselessly applied.
What portrait stretches and looms it’s casement to my soul?
If all deeds behold with no aid of cloak, for sins sore shame to hide?
Needle pricked fingers recount thy yarn.
Shall I gaze upon a short winged angel, laced in gutters, where sensuality is defined?
How skillful the likeness, my windblown heart?
What shades of scarlet ooze that aching part?
Will I hesitate looking at past reckless deeds?
Meshed with flare, quite careless of needs.
Does smugness suspend me in self sapid stitches and ghost like thread for inches and inches?
How large the spool my decent breadth hold?
Done in shimmering shades, subtended in gold.
Oh thimble do guard me this sharp revelation.
Labor has ended with threadbare remnants, so woe.
Not a heavenly fabrication.
Oh no.
 
Thank you for your very kind and perceptive comments, Lois!
I really appreciate it and I really enjoy reading your poetry as well.
This recent poem is a very rich tapestry of contradictions and questions woven together.
Bravo!
 

Thank you for your very kind and perceptive comments, Lois!
I really appreciate it and I really enjoy reading your poetry as well.
This recent poem is a very rich tapestry of contradictions and questions woven together.
Bravo!

FINALLY... someone who 'gets' my poem. You have made my day poetry360. I wrote that a couple years ago. Everyone I've asked to read it seems confused, baffled or utterly bored. Glad there's one person in this world actually understands it.
 
FINALLY... someone who 'gets' my poem. You have made my day poetry360. I wrote that a couple years ago. Everyone I've asked to read it seems confused, baffled or utterly bored. Glad there's one person in this world actually understands it.

I think a lot of people find poetry confusing or boring. Are we living in non-poetic times?
 
I think a lot of people find poetry confusing or boring. Are we living in non-poetic times?

I think we are. Most people seem content with just a simple limerick, probably because they are usually humorous.
Limericks... we did those in elementary school. Here's one I wrote back in the 60's. (Notice the reference to the twist, which was the popular dance at the time.)

There was a horse named Mr. ED
Who had more than one head
He did the twist
And Broke his wrist
Now 2 headed Ed is dead
 
Poetry is a specialty category, it just doesn't have the appeal to the masses that, say, a good zombie romance fan-fic story has. ;)

Possibly because poetry makes you think, whereas the romance spells it all out for you - people for the most part don't want to think when they're reading for pleasure. It is taught less in schools - I doubt that one in one hundred high-school graduates knows what poetic meter is.

Some might say that today's music is poetry, especially the simple rhyming of such genres as rap, but I'll leave that to individual taste.
 

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