genesis
choose a letter,
and then another…
and another…
and another…
now chew them,
until you feel your taste buds
electrified by the DNA
of a new word.
allow the embryo
to accommodate to your
status of word maker –
you are its root.
soon
it will ask you for another,
and you won’t have the heart
to leave it feeling lonely.
and by the time you know it,
the new words
will have bitten
from the core of your mind.
they will form worlds,
and they will unfold
new meanings
in front of your eyes.
they will bless you,
curse you,
give you insomnia
and make you cry.
you will try to rule them
and you will apply
the mene-tekel-phares principle
in order to sieve them.
you will flood them,
save them,
reshape them,
and redeem them.
but in the end you will bitterly learn
that the now alive words
shall have a will of their own,
consuming your essence.
and that
is only the beginning
of poetry –
day one.
"now alive words shall have a will of their own"--this is why I don't like to change anything once I have written it--another fine write Liliana
Yes words are mysterious. Do we really know what they are? Much as characters, when you are fiction writing, somehow take over and make the story go a completely different way...
This write is Superb! ...love the metaphor and originality of this piece.
Words - we love them, that's why we're all here on PF. But not many use them in quite the way you do, or so effectively.
Ha ha... Boy, do they ever have a will of their own.
I'll read it again....promise!
I loved reading this poem ! I had been reading Philology , - on the formation of Words , while composing my Story of English Language in Verse ! Thanks , -Raj
wow. fantabalicious. there's a new word to describe how fab this is.