Thursday, November 29, 2012

Art


when that idea
that has been burrowing its way
up from your soul
surges up
and threatens to explode
from the tip
of your paintbrush

when your most raw
most secret feeling
pushes up against you
backs you into the wall
and whispers
a poem
in your ear
and asks you
to write it down

when something calls your name
and you follow it into
the darkness
where it comes up behind you
and insistently presses
warm clay in your hands
and coaxes you to
tenderly finger it
until it is the form
that it has been
begging to take

pick up your pen
seize your clay
hold your fingers above the keys
grasp your brush
brace yourself

then let go
lean back into
fall
open up
acquiesce

look it in the eyes
let it almost violently
strip you
of your doubts
equivocations
and fears

bare yourself brazenly
and without hesitation
feel the warm
dark
rich
weight of what was
in you
all along

let your head
heart
and tender places
be scraped raw
don't hide
don't want to
let yourself be ripped open

and when it
rises up inside you
you will know
you will be swept up into it
and then

let yourself come undone
let it overtake you
let it fill you
until you are
impossibly
impossibly
impossibly
impossibly
impossibly
im
po
si
bly
full

and then
your neck arched back
and your entire being laid open
let the holy
ragged
velvet
jagged
tight
heavy
gnawing
lilting
grasping
aching
painful
exquisite
saturating
pulsing
peaking

rush of inspired expression

flood

your

mind


and now breathe


listen
to the sigh of satisfaction
from between your own lips
that you will realize
you heard
in the bright flash
of your first moment
of consciousness

feel the pressure subside
feel the inspiration release you
feel the glow of knowing
what was in you
was drawn from within
sucked from the depths
and is finished

know
know with all of you
know unequivocally
know sweetly
stretch out in the knowing
feel the knowing in every pore
take all of the knowing
wrap the knowing around you
luxuriate in the knowing

that what was created
through you
is beautiful
perfect
round
moon-like
and
good

breathe
breathe again
and now

rest

1 comment:

manfromchiron said...

Incredible <3 I absolutely love it, you have expressed the beauty of the depths of the creative process.. and your poetry is magnificent <3

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