A ‘Magnetic Poem’ tanka
but my god decayed
into warm liquid fish eyes
broken lips smoking
breathed poison words over me
melting into wake up kiss
Notes
- For this poem, I decided to make use of the ‘Poet Set’ on the Magnetic Poetry website for the second time;
- This poem was, in part, inspired by my personal descent into religious skepticism, which I spent many years trying to avoid;
- I once again opted for a tanka, rather than a haiku;
- The extra two lines (14 syllables) provide a greater challenge, as well as a larger canvas;
- I’ve really taken to writing magnetic tankas;
- I searched for and found the featured image only after I had written the entire tanka;
- I really wanted to find a free use image of a pile of fish eyes, but, unfortunately, I couldn’t.
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How do you do this??? I’d swear those magnets love you!
one magnet at a time, George π
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David
Your magnetic poetry oracle is of an entirely different nature to that of the others who use it…
that’s interesting, Ingrid. I hadn’t really thought about it because I don’t tend to compare…
Now that I reflect upon it, I think others tend to write free verse poetry with the magnets, whereas I tend to go for tankas.
I meant that yours seems to tend towards the sensual!
wow; that’s really interesting. (now I have to go back and reread all of my magnetic poems!)
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David
That’s true…the extraness just makes a world of difference.
Is that a hake or stock fish?
I think those are tilapia
Oh of course I should’ve taken a closer look, it is freshwater fish
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Lol
Really magnetic!!
π Kaushal π
Another really wonderful poem – and I think you are getting better every time! I love this one…
I really think magnetic poetry is a fantastic exercise – it requires greater flexibility of thought for me, and it produces images that I would never otherwise have thought of.
Thanks so much, Muri.
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David
This one is great. Surreal. Extraordinary. Mind whirling.
π³ Wow… as they say, Worms, flattery will get you everywhere…
Yours,
David
Wow. That first line,
“My god decayed…”
Powerful imagery and philosophical angst slippered in poetic mocassins tredding a unique path, David.ππ
Very creative and thought-provokingπ
slippered and slippery, Suzette; and -yes- Iβve got plenty of philosophical angst to go around π
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David
Excellent! ππ
as magnetic as your poetry is… I’m not kissing any of those fish..
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π Well, I suppose it wouldn’t be an issue for a person of faith, Cindy
well this is true… i just watched seatology and saw them floating in slime so that’s where my mind went. π