Kneading Play-doh into poetry

Presently, my brain needs to knead an idea,
inner muse a masseuse managing
to massage moments into meaning.
What odd finger-like folds apply pressure
to perception, pushing me to pause
and position my pathos like acupuncture pins,
releasing pain and apprehension.
My grey matter putty, throbbing Play-doh
pleasantly detached and incommunicado,
laying as a lump on the table.
I stare at it from above, my body a spectator
drooling in anticipation, awaiting instruction.
Does it know its name or recognize faces,
will the places it plasters grow any poems
or crap out instead and look like porridge?
Who can tell the fickle fancies of our ideas’ infancy
formed by freedom and the fits of five senses.

About tyler4turtles

I am an avid photographer, poet, ecologist, bookworm, blogger, art enthusiast and runner who calls Montana home but lives in Oregon.
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14 Responses to Kneading Play-doh into poetry

  1. words4jp says:

    my oh my – what a cool piece! i am just now sitting down – been packing since 1pm. it is now almost 9:30pm. i have missed reading your posts today – doing my best to get caught up:)

    • Thank you, Kim! I hope the move is going smoothly. It’s never fun but the faster you get through it, the sooner you can relax (sort of)! Hope you have a great weekend 🙂
      Cheers,
      Tyler

  2. JacquRenee says:

    I love your use of alliteration. I’m always a fan of it and this is a great example!

    • Thank you, JacquRenee! I appreciate your kind words. Alliteration is my everything in poetry. Without a tongue-twister, my brain would be a bored to death! Hope you have a great weekend 🙂
      Cheers,
      Tyler

  3. VeeKay says:

    What a very strange concept… but I still managed to empathise somehow

    • Thank you, Verity! I’m enjoying your journey into poetry. Keep up the great writing 🙂
      Cheers,
      Tyler

      • VeeKay says:

        You definitely inspired me, writing song lyrics and fun poems for so long I’d almost forgotton what good poetry was like:)

      • Thank you, Verity! Your kind words and support are greatly appreciated. I hope you are having a relaxing weekend. Just got back from walking the dogs with my wife in a park by the Willamette River. It feels like summer already in Oregon! I don’t mind one bit…can’t get enough of the outdoors and this brilliant, enlightening sunshine 🙂
        Cheers,
        Tyler

  4. matthewexeter says:

    I heard on the radio that somewhere in the uk there were loads of tramatised immigrants, they had them all making bread and it made them all feel better

  5. Reblogged this on The ancient eavesdropper and commented:
    My muse is always at play in my plastic brain, sculpting five senses since an early age…

  6. Shards Of DuBois says:

    well done! you sculpted a masterpiece there, out of playdoh…dam good! you should send it to playdoh…see if they’ll print it on their boxes. it could come in the box already looking colored like brainmatter….formed like a brain…hehehe

    • Thank you, my friend! That sounds like a great idea. I certainly would buy a toy like that (admittedly, I’m a kid at heart). Hope you are having a lovely weekend!
      Cheers,
      Tyler 🙂

  7. becky6259 says:

    Every writer can probably relate to feeling the way you described at one time or another — very good analogy!

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