A Poet’s Self Portrait
Writing Prompt: precious metals, poets, man’s best friend

If the feeling is there hanging in the air the spark will catch igniting the cloud it looks clear but trace elements precious metals in the atmosphere surrounding us all seemingly only available paints to a select chosen few poets, weavers of alchemy tellers of tales interspersed amongst the masses seeking out scenes of striking beauty indelible pain and absolute truth man’s best friend until the light it sheds falls upon himself most only deigning or maybe only able to shy away yet people crave a look at a heart transformed to gold alchemizing fluid administered with a feather tipped quill the formula tattooed on the right ventricle the alchemist’s art turned self-portrait of a poet
K.B. Silver
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Thanks to Adrian CDTPPW for tagging me in on this challenge. I had a great time taking a look at how seemingly unrelated concepts could be strung together in a series of words to make them connect. Getting from point A to point B with out ever having to touch down, floating on nothing but your own words is a great feeling.
precious metals, poets, man’s best friend
Tell me, what they do in the same space together, how you think they relate.
I will just tag a few people, I hate this part, It probably takes me as long to tag people, as it does to write the dang thing:
Robert G. Longpré, Author, D. Denise Dianaty, C. Elyse, Cee Arr, Suzanne Cohen
This little challenge was a welcome diversion, I spent the day entering some of my better pieces (well the ones I had been collecting up anyway) into some poetry competitions. Of course that really meant copying and pasting from one page to another, making sure things were in the proper formatting, and filling out forms, gasp even paying money. Reverse reading for the odd double word and miscapitalizations which are usually plentiful. I have some crazy fingers. So it was very little reading for fun today, mostly just reading my own work over very critically, the stuff I thought I liked, and picking it apart viciously. So this was a nice way to finish off the evening.
