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A Room

A Room

A Poem by Nipplegrinder

Incense smoke
Shimmering cirrus clouds
Waft in the timeless
Drift of an
Ageless room
Nor floorboard
Nor brick
Nor wall
Has seen the face
Of man

I've built this room
Beside river's ebb
And near the face
Of morning

I invite you to its
Lavish absence of
Accommodation
Welcome you to revel
In its comforts
Make yourself at home

© 2017 Nipplegrinder



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Like Dickinson, who took all the "alternative facts" from her poems and left us with just the truth. I feel that ultimately that space is what we revel in, like heaven perhaps. somewhere else where anything else is seeing and feeling more prolonged than this childs-house of a world we live in today.

I think you may be contemplating , and then working out, whatever ordinary expectations that writing a poem like this portends. Perhaps emptiness is just never revealing.......great poem.../dana

Posted 8 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Nipplegrinder

8 Months Ago

I'm quite flattered by your lovely compliments. Thank for reading!



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I'm intrigued by the juxtaposition in this piece. The essence of a brand new space, empty and free from accommodations and amenities.. but then allowing someone to come in and take joy in its comforts and make it their own.. lack of accommodation lending to accommodating comforts..

There's an exclusivity implied in this invitation and a special attention given to the recipient.

I think maybe I just want to see more of this room.

Posted 5 Months Ago


Nipplegrinder

5 Months Ago

I don't set out to write a poem. I am given these words.
Alexa Apothic Red

5 Months Ago

I understand what you mean...
I see more here influence by Silvia Platt. Very beautiful write sadness in happiness. Yes I like it.

Posted 8 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Nipplegrinder

8 Months Ago

Hahahahaha! There's no Plath, here, lest you make of it.
W.S.B.

8 Months Ago

So maybe I make it.
I coud have sworn you closed your account?
I can see symbolism in this poem.
Incense smoke and shimmering cirrus clouds involve the senses. Just like imagination involves different senses.
The river's ebb to me indicates something that goes on without end.
The face of morning could mean birth of new ideas.
The last stanza could represent one direction of thought...to create.

Just my take. Interesting poem.

Posted 8 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Nipplegrinder

8 Months Ago

It was, briefly.
I appreciate your having delved into my words, and especially your time in.. read more
Like Dickinson, who took all the "alternative facts" from her poems and left us with just the truth. I feel that ultimately that space is what we revel in, like heaven perhaps. somewhere else where anything else is seeing and feeling more prolonged than this childs-house of a world we live in today.

I think you may be contemplating , and then working out, whatever ordinary expectations that writing a poem like this portends. Perhaps emptiness is just never revealing.......great poem.../dana

Posted 8 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Nipplegrinder

8 Months Ago

I'm quite flattered by your lovely compliments. Thank for reading!
I feel a strong minimalist vibe here. This is executed with complete intention and no apologies will follow. I also like the invitation at the end which sort of seals the deal that your reader should be void of fanciful expectations upon entering.

Posted 8 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Nipplegrinder

8 Months Ago

I'm impressed with that which you have taken from this writing. I'm inspired by the muse, and rarely.. read more

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Nipplegrinder
Nipplegrinder

St. Louis , MO



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