Image props: Angela Stewart
The poem begins now.
So I call this poem nonsensical. I wanted to challenge myself. I always try to search for and pass on meaning, depth, an underlying message in my poetry and I thought this might be a great exercise to help me write outside of my box. To help me learn to write words that have no correlation, that are nonsensical. But see this is impossible because all things are related and all words are correlated. Whether we have the eyes to see it or the soul to feel it. You can never walk away from it.
While this exercise stretched my word association and the way I think about words I realized that I quite like my box.
So I either failed this exercise miserably or it led me further, deeper in my journey to self-discovery.
The glimmering dull echo of touch
The stimulating stillness of communication
Sensational, lifeless, sprouting glitter
Scorpion’s stings tickle
Tasteless taste buds bursting roots
Boots weathered pristine.
The Poem ends now.
Image props: Anne Claire S.
Do you look for meaning in all things? Or are you free and happy to just take things at face value? What are your thoughts?