To bring into existence
Something that didn’t exist
Before
And something brought about
And thought about
Yet dug from one’s
Core
A belief in the unknown
And what could be
A new opportunity
Laced on top of
Infinite possibilities
Without any limitations
But plenty of and an abundance of
Imagination
From a very dire and creative circumstance
Followed up by the most intimate dance
Of pure will and a heartbeat
That allowed for a process
And result of something
New and original
But also in the realm of extraordinary
For in this case and particularly
Just simply allow
The shift and angle of poiesis
To a very narrow focus
Along with real freedom
To bend and ignite
The poiesis of
Bringing something into existence
That never existed before
And to construct even more
The poiesis
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6 responses to “Poiesis”
Ah yes, Maurice. When we create, it is something deeply personal and so visceral. Beauty and creativity often springs from hardship. I guess birth is always painful.
Loved this.
I appreciate that Nigel very much, and well stated and so true my friend 🙂
You’re welcome.
Cool poem!
Thank you very much
I love that you went to the Greek. Sometimes getting to the root of a word helps the creative writing process as it clearly did in this case Maurice. To bring words together to create is both wonderful and scary. Love your poetic creation!!