Thursday, May 13, 2010

BAMBOO BOX

we write poems #1 prompt is boxes


bamboo box


the words were waiting in the bamboo box
emerging from the ashes of a body of work
unable to escape from the darkness
in storage and lonely
waiting for another poets revolution
remaining silent from the beat of deafness
listening to the unheard words
of the noisy nesting junco
searching for the lost forgotten syllables
and the poets who lost their speech
drunk and unable to write
trying to escape from the darkness
dancing to another dressed up poem
waiting patiently
in the box

4 comments:

Francis Scudellari said...

Reading this I thought of Pirandello's Six Characters in Search of an Author. I hope the words can find a suitable poet. Neat poem Wayne.

flaubert said...

Excellent poem Wayne. I love the idea of the words waiting to be written.
Pamela

Paul Oakley said...

Wonderful, Wayne! I like the image of the bamboo box and the words (incipient poems) waiting on the poet. But perhaps more moving is that the waiting words have emerged from the ruin of something that went before. I love the emphasis on the poem as a combination of creativity and all-that-came-before, taken together. Nice feel to this too!

Raven's Wing Poetry said...

This is intriguing, beautiful, and sorrowful. I feel sorry for those words and want to rescue them.

-Nicole