~the Gate Keepers~ Poem by E Nigma

~the Gate Keepers~

Rating: 5.0


Woven webs above a stove a spider treads
Within my minds eye, I follow threads
Along the spaces, traces, dread
I see life and I see death

Spiral storms and silent echoes
Breath, newborn and breathing bellows
Worn pathways through twisted ties
Tales untold that met demise

And through these eyes I see
The light, instant travels, weightless, bright
A feather full of synergy
Growing massive energy

Calm in this collective chaos
Inspecting specters sift through sectors
Through this realm, my mind the core
Dissonant into introspection, the fee is free

Now pay attention, colliding notes, harmonic drone
Maelstrom covered rainbow eyes
Conscious they wait and watch for growth
Collecting data while forming zones

Friday, October 17, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Thinking
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Donnie Wolff 17 October 2014

This poem is amazing, truly amazing and it like... Catches your mind in that web! Awesome write!

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Michael Walkerjohn 07 December 2014

Aloha E... Yes Sir EEEEEck... this tis the hist... that I am suggesting a boffing-a- bout... magic and tragedy... or tragedy magi-eyed! got ya grift on this post... I believe in musically challenged word wrighting... and I have the post of our continued mingling thoughts, verbs, nouns, and internals... message received... and upended! I'd toss in another ten, but then redaction would add erasure' qualities to this mixed race to the end of humanity... in so many words or less... great write my brother wright! All of the best from this life, to you, and all of your relations... Michaelw1two.

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Heather Wilkins 04 December 2014

through these eyes I see life and death that is a lot to see a beautifully written poem great imagery

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Sana Ghostana 26 October 2014

I have to agree with Mr.Daniel Brick. Your imagery and figurative language are amazing and they both really compliment each other and create a stunming poem. Amazing job!

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Mihaela Pirjol 23 October 2014

This is pure Art! If you can travel beyond the unimaginable and feel it to the core, while not knowing exactly what is it that, that you feel, then the poet has achieved the highest level in its craft! Magnificent Write! This poem is my favourite of yours.

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Daniel Brick 22 October 2014

This poem has qualities I admire in a poem. The figurative language is highly fused, metaphors are scattered throughout the literal descriptions, the imagery is detailed, the tone is impersonal but not unfeeling. Despite all of these excellent aspects of craft, I have no idea what the poem is saying. I've read it multiple times but all I can register are those qualities I listed. It's the old problem of THE FOREST or THE TREES? ? If you could give me your sense of purpose, or the gist, in a line or two, I think I could see beyond the trees for the forest.

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