My Creation Process – The Birth of a Poem

On the outskirts of the edge
An elevated ledge
The stage where everything
Can become anything
Safe corner of my mentality
My occasional escape from reality
Just because I look the same
Won’t revel my state of brain
Gears turning, juices churning
Thoughts burning through my veins
It’s where I go when I need to think
Or search for missing links
Mentally gliding across a frozen rink
Smoothness like a window pane
Relaxing drive on a country lane
Organizing jumbled words and lines
Seeking out the things that rhyme
Rising above daily distractions
Rapid growth, then contraction
Ideas come and ideas go
Gathering speed and gentle flow
Subjects quickly classified
Techniques strategized
Sentences stratified
And yet not a single line written
Momentarily not the mission
Thinking is all about the vision
When it’s ready to meet the page
Thoughts descending from the stage
Time the only thing to gauge
Presentation of the creation
The sensation for a duration
A spiritual salvation
Written demonstration
Of moments lost in contemplation

The Poet

Writing a poem goes beyond something so simple as writing down words on a page.  It’s about taking a collection of thoughts; some extremely abstract and possibly incomprehensible, and assembling them into a masterpiece.  The poet searches for the possibilities in that which is impossible, the right in the wrong, and the magic in the making.

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R J Schwartz

I write about everything and sometimes nothing at all. I'm fascinated by old things, rusty things, abandoned places, or anywhere that a secret might be unearthed. I'm passionate about history and many of my pieces are anchored in one concept of time or another. I've always been a writer, dating back to my youth, but the last decade has been a time of growth for me. I'm continually pushing the limitations of vocabulary, syntax, and descriptive phrasing.

3 thoughts on “My Creation Process – The Birth of a Poem

  • April 1, 2017 at 7:11 PM

    Nicely expressed Ralph, and I agree, we are kind of magicians, weaving nothing into something special. I believe that all the technical aspects we learn over the years of writing and then all that needs be done is connect to that creative flow where miracle happens moment to moment. If you can be open enough to join that flow, all the rest just falls in to place without even trying. And the sum of us finds its way onto paper: truly a miracle.

  • April 2, 2017 at 5:49 PM

    Starting off national poetry month with a bit of understanding never hurts


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