Madness and brilliance
were the bedmates in his head.
His actions depended upon who was on top
in the boudoir battle.
His brain was as active as a honeymoon suite,
but he hoped the marriage remained feisty.
Greatness cannot coexist with moderation,
so he nursed lady madness with fruits of the soul.
this is brilliant..absolutely..
what an idea...like honeymoon suite...alas...it better be good on that night or else..and then the whole marriage..how to keep it fresh and new and interesting...
like the mad writer..trying to balance greatness and madness...so hard to do..we need to be a bit crazy to write i think...the madness helps as long as it doesn't overcome...just if it keeps us "feisty"
as Claudius said in Hamlet.."madness in great ones should not unwatched go."
keep it feisty...you sure do that with wordplays...
really good stuff
different, grabs and holds me..all your work does...
favorite stuff i have read on here is on this page. thanks
"he nursed lady madness with the fruits of the soul" this is a deep line. It really made me think. What are the fruits of the soul? I like that this poem, though the subject is clear, makes one think further and discover something new. The originality of your writing is quite refreshing. Good to see it again.
What a great title. I really like the piece. In the line "His brain ..." why not say His brain was a honeymoon sweet. I get the last line, I think it needs more "umpf", especially following that great line preceding it. Sorry for breaking out the fancy literary term. Great Concept, Great Write, Nicely.
A little Sylvia Plath here? It's almost on that level even, except for that first line, madness and brilliance.' You open with a very literal idea and dive right into the off-the-wall metaphors. Not sure about that...
Also not sure if boudoir is a healthy substitute for beadroom in this case. Boudoir is still a very literal term with little room for exploration.
On the very much overall, a fantastic write, and thanks for sharing!
you ain't never lied! and that is the delicate balance that we have to work with when trying to create and still make a living. I often think that if I could write for a living I'd go completely mad! or at least to the outside world. their madness is often my sanity and the other way around. interesting as always
Leonardo Di Caprio, I think, said that there is no form of genius without some element of madness. Of course, I am merely paraphrasing, but you get the general idea. In fact, you know it yourself, as evidenced in this poem! I like 'his actions depended upon who was on top'. I think it's a perfect tribute to all eccentric geniuses!
amen to that! and "nursing lady madness with fruits of the soul" is brilliant. we're all a little mad, i think.. from the depths of our crazed souls come these words we sometimes don't even know we own..
i imagine the feisty romp between madness and brilliance, fighting for the top position.. and the fruits of the soul like grapes dangling in the air, waiting to touch the lips of lady madness.
um, wow, you wrote a poem about me?!?! lol, i haven't visited you for quite some time and i'm pleased to be here again reading your words. it's a wonderful piece, true to your love of brevity and minimalism. very very well done :)
Nicely different, Amy. It seems, in history, that madness and brilliance DO go hand in hand, doesn't it. I very much liked the way you told of the battle in his head and lightened it up by bringing the sexuality into it, nice touch, and by explaining how he nurtured the madness...hmmm, I wonder who was kidding who?
Very well done, so much entertainment in such a small piece
Hello Amy, Seems too long since I read any of your submissions. This is quite a divergence from what I'm used to seeing from you. I liked the subject matter and who could possibly write of madness without bringing sex into the equation,lol. I enjoyed the read alot and could not find a thing I would change about it. Take care, Dan
Maddness needs to be nursed to keep it from getting a hold of us. It needs to be understood and worked with but a person should not become it.
madness and brilliance were the bedmates in his head
I liked these lines it goes with your description that talent comes from that part in our brains that is considered crazy. these deep parts that sometimes get the best of us can give the world a glimps of brilliance.
Never leaving chance to foster the interesting, that is what being creative is all about. And this write says it so well, Amy. I see a new life coming from your creative side as you make changes, so happy you're doing that. Just please stay in touch ok?
so he nursed lady madness with fruits of the soul
such a wonderful line and so fitting. I love this poem it's so Amy and no one does like you. thanks for sharing and best of luck with your trip. Love and hugs,
this was really good. I loved the way you showed the battle of mental wills as if it was a sexually charged couple with strong personalities. I loved the comparisons used here. I loved the flow and I loved word usage with this poem. Great job.
i love that sentence very good idea i love it .. i coould never think a thing like that .. very creative.. i should say .. thanks for sharing ..and keep on writing .. take care! Peace and love! and if you have a chance please take a look to my writing! Victor