Where does a poem come from?

09 Jan


The heart for sure, surely from some incomprehensible sadness or happiness.  I’d like to think this is what a poet would look like in an inspired state (a wonderful challenge on Indigo Spider’s Sunday Picture Press).

                                                         photo credit: Chris Bucklow


a woman looks out the window

for a darker wing, a snowflake word,

she sees how quiet

chirping etymology

Muffled by sleep.


Does he know? the man in her bed.

how she waits.


then there are gunshots

tremors unrest people on the streets agitated children

canons of yore




something comes

and she writes.


© neelthemuse,2012


Posted by on January 9, 2012 in Day to day


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16 responses to “Where does a poem come from?

  1. elvio cipollone

    January 9, 2012 at 9:10 am

  2. yoga-adan

    January 9, 2012 at 10:45 am

    “Does he know? the man in her bed.

    how she waits.” –

    so poignant! thanks neel


  3. simon7banks

    January 9, 2012 at 2:29 pm

    I’m not sure it needs to be sadness or happiness. A sense of mystery, of doubt, of wonder – they’re hard to categorise as either.


  4. Indigo Spider

    January 9, 2012 at 10:03 pm

    Love the poem and I LOVE the thought that someone inspired lights up like that! Beautiful idea that I will consider as truth from now on, thanks 🙂


  5. granbee

    January 10, 2012 at 12:22 am

    Truly, the most positive way to deal with the negative acts around us so much of the time is to WRITE about it. This gets it out into the light, you know?


  6. Louise Jaques

    January 10, 2012 at 2:04 am

    Beautiful Neel, I so enjoyed this 🙂


  7. neelthemuse

    January 10, 2012 at 8:28 am

    I’m so happy to see you here Louise:) Happy new Year and thank you!


  8. neelthemuse

    January 10, 2012 at 8:29 am

    So right granbee…I’m starting to see writing as therapeutic and a preventive. Write a diary and see your weaknesses disappear:)


  9. neelthemuse

    January 10, 2012 at 8:31 am

    Wow Indigo. What you said means a lot to me….the pictures on your challenge are smashing! Love the challenge.


  10. neelthemuse

    January 10, 2012 at 8:32 am

    Wonder….that must be the place then. For me though, intense emotion translates into words. If I feel empty, nothing happens at all…:(


  11. neelthemuse

    January 10, 2012 at 8:32 am

    Thanks yoga adan!


  12. Caddo Veil

    January 11, 2012 at 12:25 am

    You sure don’t write “fluff”, do you? When I come here, I have to think–not a bad thing, not complaining–just wanted to kid you a little. Thanks for being here–God bless your day!


  13. neelthemuse

    January 11, 2012 at 9:03 am

    Glad Caddo!:) that you like the ‘unfluffed’….


  14. neelthemuse

    January 12, 2012 at 4:47 am

    Lovely, lovely, lovely!


  15. ladynimue

    January 16, 2012 at 4:40 am

    wow ! I do feel that way when i have an idea in my head .. but to express it so well .. beautiful work 🙂


  16. neelthemuse

    January 16, 2012 at 5:04 am

    Thank you ladynimue….glad you stopped by!



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