growing words

Tonight I am hosting MTB at dVerse where we are looking at Contrapuntal poems.

one word at a time i scribble
                                   trying to make sense of the world
it is a stream of consciousness
                                   i open up as a valve to my self
written on the winds of no time
                                   scattered as dust i am expanded
blown into a place of possibility
                                   open to the tumbling of words
of creative edgy friction forms
                                   rooting themselves in the now

Feel free to have a go at writing one yourself and linking up with us.

17 thoughts on “growing words

  1. kim881 says:

    I love how the left-hand poem has a feel of jazz to it, while the right-hand one is kind of classical, and together they are something else! I especially love:
    written on the winds of no time
    scattered as dust i am expanded
    blown into a place of possibility’.

  2. Gospel Isosceles says:

    That could be a great ‘About’ section, especially the “edgy friction forms” line, cuz knowing you, you’re not just a free verse kind of guy! Hard prompt, but I had more fun with it than I thought I would.

  3. willow88switches says:

    the world is a stream of consciousness and “i” am nothing more than a\part of it … dissolving into the now ….

    this is really well done – at first glance, it seems so simple, each side – but then, read each again, then combined, and combined then right, then left – and it’s a cleft on the chin, the stubble of 5 o’clock shadow and moon\day light … well done Paul. Well done indeed.
    Clearly your musical background influences your writing, this is indeed, subtle counterpoint equaling fusion.

  4. lillian says:

    LOVED this prompt! Growing words….what an apt title. And these lines I especially loved:
    “written on the winds of no time
    blown into a place of possibility”
    Loved all three “melody lines” of this!

  5. merrildsmith says:

    I really like how the two poems on each side seem so different, but then come together as a whole. Well, like contrapuntal music. 🙂 Very clever title, and I like how you got “scribble” in there, too. 🙂

  6. mhmp77 says:

    kaykuala

    blown into a place of possibility
    open to the tumbling of words
    of creative edgy friction forms

    This is the confusing scenario faced by all creative minds before getting the stroke of brilliance setting them up into great poems. Very true Paul!

    Hank

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