Poetry is based upon inspiration. So I cast my mind back and wrote this poem…

Excitement shines

Like a billion suns.

The merest touch

Explodes

My every nerve.

 

Magical mysteries

Unveil themselves.

Brilliant, fluttering butterflies

Flash and flicker

Those rainbow colours and more.

 

Deep inspiration.

Adrenaline rush.

Electrical discharge.

Cascading sweat.

 

Thunder-drummed tornadoes.

Lightning storms.

Rose tinged dawns,

And silver-ghosted Moons.

 

Inspirational volcanoes

Of Muse-blown delight.

That’s how it was,

To be in Love.

Paul Butters

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  • Borhan on Oct 6, 2010

    keep writing. Great work.

  • Tattoo3658we on Oct 6, 2010

    Lovely Work

  • rhaka22 on Oct 8, 2010

    amazing…

  • Borhan on Oct 8, 2010

    Keep writing. Good work.

  • LewSethics on Oct 11, 2010

    Thats how it was when I was 16.

  • eaa1118 on Oct 31, 2010

    I like your metaphors of excitement!:-)

  • Kate Smedley on Jan 19, 2011

    I love the imagery in this poem, especially ‘magical mysteries unveil themselves’, lovely work.

  • PaulB on Jan 19, 2011

    Thanks everyone. Latterly Kate who is rather great. Someone elsewhere liked my silver- ghosted moons. Interesting how different readers like different things. Had to post a longer version on another site because they had a minimum word policy would you believe. (So much for the haiku). It started:

    My head feels dull.
    Not even “comfortably numb”.
    No mood for rhyme
    Yet must cast my soul
    Back through time.
    No.
    No more rhyme.
    Just cast my mind back.
    Seek that spark.
    Call out my Muse.
    Be inspired.
    Excited.
    Yes.

    Excitement shines
    Like a billion suns…….

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