This poem was inspired by the popular writer's idiom, "Murder your darlings" which refers to editing out words, lines, or entire scenes from your poem or manuscript.
i am her darling,
the poem that's dieda thousand deaths
sliced in a whimas i gasp my last breathmy poet is a murderess,
a ruthless seductress,
killing me, her darlingword by word
piercing melodic prose,
never to be heardshe employs modern warfare:
the dreaded reverse key
and on her worst nights,
she commands: delete all!
it's a massacre!the blood of my wordswiped away
as she lives to writeand murderanother day!
Edited from original post under my pen name Elizabeth Anne Ives.
Love this poem. I am a ruthless editor and my darlings know it. Delete ever onward, say I.
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Thanks, Ally😊
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Ah Sue! Love this ‘cos I am guilty too!
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Thanks 😊
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You are welcome! 😊
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This was fun! Shared here http://grumpysgiftspoetry.org/2020/05/24/the-poet-and-the-poem-sue-viseth/ 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼 (Let me know if you are not okay with me sharing your poem.) 🙂
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Thanks, Jean! I have no problem with you sharing 😊
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So cool! A great way to describe editing.
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Thank you😊
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🙂🌎🍃
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Excellent poem, Sue. It certainly made me smile since I can so closely relate.
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Thank you, Bill.
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Yes “the blood of my words wiped away”…so relatable.
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Thanks, Ally😊
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My pleasure, Sue.
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Wow – absolutely stunning
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Aw, thank you 😊
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😊
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beautiful piece, i like it
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Thanks so much 😊
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