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Twined Poetic Mothering...

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                    My heart is inditing a good

                    matter…my tongue is the

                    pen of a ready writer.

                  (Psalm 45:1)

                       

                I     

        Poetic Labor

 

Sitting here waiting…

fogged brain—like an anxious

womb craving impregnation of

creativity—pleading the inner

genius thereof, to usher in the labor

that issues the birth of the long

awaited poem.

 

It’s soon painfully realized that poetry

 is nature and nature is poetry—deciding

when and where the midwife of revelations

will be called to delivery.

 

The crisis of unawareness cured—awareness—

I now cheerfully labor in tender contemplation; the

Spirit of nature’s midwife soothing my suffering with

The coming joy of the birth of motherhood.

 

                      II 

         Poetic Incubation

 

Here wood-shedding in the cave,

my mind seems to have gone into

an eerie state of suspended animation;

leaving words sitting around and chatting

as if they were in an induced drunken stupor.

 

When aroused, they seem to rise up

and hop onto a lexical merry-go-round;

or just sit there screaming as if in a dangling

seat of a stalled fairish wheel jammed in mid-air.

 

Being poetically comatose is

a revelation of the vacuous nature

of spiritless weaving  of words void of

purpose—whorl pooling emptiness sinking

deeper into illusionary nothingness.

 

Pregnant poetic minds do not just exist;

rather, they are living realities of the fertilization

of fertile wordings anchored in endometrial

contemplative cognitive growth.

 

The poem is not merely a mental ejaculation;

rather, it’s the result of spiritual incubation in

the mind’s womb and when the Supreme Creator

deems so, it is delivered:

the she-shed and man-cave are mere waiting rooms.

 

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Contest Winner  

The Immortal Wize says:

The art of creation is the act of creating. Thanks for sharing this labor of love.

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mlowe5 says:

ONE. Peace and Love, Poet Wize. Keep Creating. We need it! ONE, mlowe5
 

LP45 says:

Very nice Sir Lowe! This was an enjoyable read. Thank you for sharing this.

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mlowe5 says:

Thanks, LP45. Peace and Love. mlowe.
Contest Winner  

mlowe5 says:

Many thanks, love_supreme. Much appreciated. Peace and Love.

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