Alight

by Melissa   Feb 1, 2011


I suppose I'm just an ink stain
of a cliche,
when starved for warmth

My fingers find kindling
in the abstractions of imagery,
and I become a golden flame
contained in a tiny poem
that will burst into fragmented sentiments,
and misplaced colloquy
just to feel fiery again

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  • 13 years ago

    by Sunshine

    This depressed me I don't know why, and it's just perfect from all side.
    I so love each single line..
    they are 10 lines..and the 10 are perfectly written!

    I suppose I'm just an ink stain
    of a cliche,
    when starved for warmth
    ^^
    starved for warmth? amazing amazing usage...I just ADORE this! very creative

    My fingers find kindling
    in the abstractions of imagery,
    and I become a golden flame
    ^^
    strikingg expressions, the core of originality!
    how outstanding, and inspiring

    contained in a tiny poem
    ^^this just is very poetic and thought provoking

    your last 3 lines were more than perfect and made me like I want to continue..
    5/5

  • 13 years ago

    by Colm

    You pack so much into short pieces, especially about the process of writing itself. This poem, like your others, is interesting and original in its own way. I was drawn in from the start when you set the tone with "I suppose I'm just an ink stain." I liked also how you used the one image of fire and used it as a simple and effective metaphor. You didnt try to over-complicate it, it was just about right. A good read as always, keep it up