Vulcan (Roman counterpart of Hephaestus) by Peter Paul Rubens. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Irritation of oysters
Create the pearl
Agony of labour
New life
Deeper pain and distress
Forge a writer’s words
Or an artist’s brush
A singer’s song
Whirling in this mire
Off centre
Intimately alone
Can a monstrosity
Create a star
Like Hephaestus
At his anvil
Building from forsaken
Brooding love?
Phoenix rising
From ashes of its making
Can you heal
From your deep illness
Arise through your muse
To a more pure morning?
Could the tragedy
And horror
Of such ruthless action
And pressure on
Another’s life
Yet produce
This masterpiece
That you crave?
(c) Helen Valentina 201, All Rights Reserved
Lovely poem.
Thank you so much!:)
I really, really like the central idea in this poem and the parallels that you drew. Wonderful work 🙂
Lily
Thank you so much!! 🙂 🙂
great poem
Thanks so much! 🙂
no worries
I hope so…: )
🙂 Thank you!
A masterpiece…you have created…again. I admit to envy this time. Good on you.
Thanks so much Mike, that is so kind!! 🙂
sounds right to me:)
Thank you so much! 🙂
Oh this ones really intense n mature..i like d way u deal wid d process of creation…..n d way u pinch life into d final product….very intelligent piece, so is d word choice…impressedddd
Thank you so much!! 🙂 🙂