It makes me think of an artistic mind- a boy, who is very intelligent and quiet, but secretly longs for the dreams in his books, he gets lost in the dreams of the books he reads, it enlightens his mind and makes his spirit soar to read such miraculous things. He becomes convinced there is something almost magical he can obtain, only he knows what that is. Subconsciously he knows he can't have it, but it gives him joy to reach for it, to get lost in his world, so he lets his mind reach for things that are beyond us.
That is my main interpretation. The face of someone I like also comes to mind.
this sort of creating or writing is similar to how i use to get hammered and just puzzle fridge magnetic poetry together and eventually would come back to it in the morning and find it rather unique and neat.
*tips hat* Thank you. But if I may be so bold as to ask, why do you like this poem? What is your interpretation of it? (yeah, here in me-land we require reader participation )
haha okay well I'm not very good with words but I'll try . It flows amazingly well, and it's not only the AMAZING combination of words you use, and the personification of such brilliant things (energy, imagination, adventure) it's the sounds you've created. eg. plosives and aspirants and nasals all melted together. It really is my favourite poem ever. And it's not too metaphorical. Sometimes I read a poem and I have no idea what it's talking about but I understand and relate to this completley. AH! It's so cool! LOVE!
Thanks. I also love the personification in this one. And I like it has an easily discernible storyline without being too obvious. A lot of my poetry is crazy abstract, so I'm proud of how this one came out.
Props for picking up and enjoying the little stuff
That is my main interpretation. The face of someone I like also comes to mind.
He's. . . Mysterious. . . .
so...well done : D
Yeah, when I'm explaining found poetry to people, I often refer to it as refrigerator magnet poetry on steroids.
how do you mean, "on steroids"?
Thank you.
But if I may be so bold as to ask, why do you like this poem? What is your interpretation of it? (yeah, here in me-land we require reader participation
Props for picking up and enjoying the little stuff
Scanning quality aside it reads really well.
It's about the joy of reading, that time when you disassociate yourself from reality and substitute it with something else.