A poem which tries to illustrate the inspiration behind something's mystical, ancient, and persistent.
Poetry, writing and anything creative.
A life force of its own that lives in the dark recesses of the mind.
Whispering to the anointed to interpret its voice into the human realm.
Associating the creative process to myth, philosophy, and neurology,
Implying that writing or anything creative is both a spiritual and intellectual act.
An experience that involves taming, interrogating, and eventually releasing the whispering ideas that sometimes haunt us.
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If you're a creator, does this resonate?
Salute.
Title.
The Oracle in The Mists.
(A lone voice whispers)
Oh, poets, writers or artists and who write or draw by pen or quill
Young or old
Hear me
Does the long night bring stories or ideas of the new
Or memories of the old
Creeping in
Calling to be written or pawned by you
By the Eternal Temptress
Hiding somewhere
Supernatural in the cold
On some unseen Capitol Hill
Do you bind them up by your will
Like a chained up Prometheus
To your wild green
Hills of Creativity
Hold them to account like a reborn form of Socrates
Before releasing them through your choice of quill
Until they can whisper no more when they are spilled
To be still
And lay satisfied and sated
Asleep for ages
Like an insomniac after taking a strong sleeping pill
On some pages
Until those
New or old voices
Waiting and whispering
Out in the cold
Call out no more
But watch like sirens
Watching Ulysses
Standing on your luscious green hills of creativity
Bound by your will
Waiting for your sympathetic ear
Day and night
All year round
On the wet slippery shores
Of your minds
Right Hemisphere
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
The right hemisphere controls creativity, spatial ability, artistic, and musical skill.
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