Legion


Epoch of Mass Deletion

Posted on September 10, 2011

Epoch of Mass Deletion

Syllables graze
Upon the page
Amongst similes
And metaphors alike
As onomatopoeia buzzes about,
Alliterating thought,
Unaware of the coming plight.

Verbage soars
Through the sonnet fields
Seeking shelter
From the nature
Of haiku,
Its story, once upon a time,
Dwelt within poetic flight.

Wisdom roams,
Adjectively defined,
While hunting punctuation
Beneath participles dangling
From ideas blooming
In the brilliance of thought,
Birthed in both darkness and light.

The scene tranquil
Suddenly disrupted.
Words run-on, rampant,
Sentenced to silence
As the finger of God
Falls upon “delete “
Without rhyme or reason in sight.

Legion
26Feb08


0 votes, average: 0.00 out of 50 votes, average: 0.00 out of 50 votes, average: 0.00 out of 50 votes, average: 0.00 out of 50 votes, average: 0.00 out of 5 (0 votes, average: 0.00 out of 5)
You need to be a registered member to rate this.
Loading…

2 responses to “Epoch of Mass Deletion”

  1. Hi Legion,

    What a great poem, where words inhabit a world of their own. I liked the lines `seeking shelter/From the nature/Of haiku’. I’ve always had this thinking that haiku is torturing words somewhat by forcing them into such a tight constriction, though of course the sonnet also has its boundaries/fence.

    `Wisdom roams’ – doesn’t it. Excellent, as was `hunting punctuation’ which made me smile as it tends to be my weakness.

    So you see, I enjoyed your poem.

    Thanks.

    Brian

  2. QuoteAs onomatopoeia buzzes about,
    Onomatopoeia… Isn’t that a plural? ("buzz about")
    QuoteAs the finger of God
    Falls upon "delete"
    Without rhyme or reason in sight.
    Now that’s rather loaded. We can take that pretty intensely…

    rhyme or reason..

    At times, it’s hard to find much. Nine-Eleven jumps to mind.  It is the task of the Thinker, the Artist, the Dreamer, to face that question squarely.

    You ask it well.

Leave a Reply