The Poet's Curse
A poetic interpretation of the artist's struggle
Words swirling around me churning thoughts
*********************that never stop every minute
***************************fitting together the pieces
**************To construct its gigantic mound
*******************************of a jigsaw puzzle
**********************and I can’t help but wonder
********Working diligently with his brothers
**********************************each word one of a million tiny shards
*****Or a telescope used to view a fire ant
****************************Is it like this
***In noise cancellation mode
*************************************in a thousand colors
2nd generation AirPod Pros
*******************************for every creative soul?
**like white noise generated by my
****************************************with no picture to use as a guide
***drowning out my wife‘s question
*****deafening voices
********************************************struggling to pull into focus
*******cracking its 3 telephoto lenses
************************************the details of the most mundane task
*********dropped carelessly on a concrete sidewalk
***********************************in my waking life
*********** like a space grey iPhone 15 max
*********************************(*as I try to get my finger
*******************of my high-efficiency washing machine)
***************************to push the start button
About the Creator
Aaron Waddell - The Everyday Mystic
Hello dear friend! I'm Aaron - Husband, Father, Writer, Engineer, Poet and Pickleball Junkie.
I write inspirational poems and stories of spiritual growth.
Be a part of my journey of self-discovery and search for truth.
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A Flower Song
Apparently the Aztecs, Toltecs, Chichimecs and other Mexica were crazy about poetry. Despite the book-burning, slaughter, and epidemics that characterized the early stages of the Spanish conquest of the empires of Mexico, some hundreds of poems from the height of their tradition come down to us in Classical Nahuatl, preserved by Nahua and Spanish scholars of the 16th century. One of the most famous poets, Nezahualcoyotl, was a sage-king who opposed the cult of human sacrifice associated with Tezcatlipoca, God of the Smoking Mirror, and favored Quetzalcoatl, the Feathered Serpent. Flowers and feathers were the favorite offering of the Plumed Serpent. Moreover, flowers and feathers are a metaphor for poetry. Individual words, scattered petals, the down of tropical birds. The temples of blood sacrifice could be transformed into temples of flower and song. A sublimated offering to the Heart of Earth and the Heart of Sky encapsulated in the Classical Nahuatl kenning for poetry: in xōchitl in cuīcatl, meaning, "the flower and the song." The following poem is part of a longer work, and is in a state of flux, so take the waters as they flow:
By Rob Angeli5 days ago in Poets
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This is much better than your previous one! I loved it!
Thanks for reading! It was a real challenge to translate my vision into the format that Vocal gives. Let me know what you think!