The Distillation of Creation

Instead of assembling orderly lines

every word swallowed, gone unsaid; presses

condensed. A cloud of insecurity

filling me, crowding my fragile insides.

Stanzas collapsing in impotent rage,

words cast and mangled lie sliced on the page.

Verbiage manic, scrambling to embed

between bombastic adjectives, trying

to demonstrate; doing double back flips,

downing exclamations like dominoes.

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Reconstruction begins, forming thoughts

from the remains of my tangled prose.

Repositioning whole sentences,

swapping out the weak and wounded for

their active weaponized ancestors.

Pronouns and articles swept away,

a poem forming in the panic

as the last letter kicks into place.

Low jumbled mumbling refills the chasm.

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Thinning the herd of verbal thought.

Portioning concepts and visions.

Painting cohesive images;

dipping my brush in a palate

of emotional hues, vibrant

interpretations and retorts.

Divvying up the comingling

metaphors and reality.

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As the pressure starts to lift

words and phrases spread and shift.

Less unraveling required,

only one or two desired.

Filling gaps with flow and rhyme.

Healing wounds with lyrical

gauze, and strong fortified wine.

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Striving for linguistic

augmentation, context

bringing depth to minor

phrasal deviation.

Documentation serves

oracular intents.

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Running down surplus

shock, soothing frayed nerves

indulging wild talk.

Dipping and scraping,

elaborating.

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Cold rage induced

supplication,

my confusion

crushing letters.

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Punctuate.

Space, structure.

Read, reread.

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Empty,

sit back.

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Breathe.

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In

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and out.

Center.

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Open up,

the world is

filled with words.

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Erected with

bricks of letters

paving the streets.

Look, see, and think.

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I refill my mind,

perception becomes

a pool of insight.

Scents and flavors bind.

Lights and sounds transform.

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Sparkling worlds created

from sublime sensation.

Collecting reflections

replenishing the space;

composing symphonies,

scale of letters translate.

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Experience offers rich

depth of vocabulary,

fresh textures, and better tools

for building new fantasies.

Creating pattern and form,

clearing the way for sturdy

foundations set in Stone Sans.

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Every scene needs to percolate.

Filter through layers, feelings and

facts. Pumice chips break cohesive

paragraphs of memory to

flashes that slap in a heartbeat.

Just to be recreated in

flawlessly laid composition.

Verbal still life on a mission.

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An endogenous ecosystem

thriving under rays of linguistic

radiation; feeds germination.

Utterances, roots protruding from

fecund grey folds, roll ripened lyrics.

Words fall from drooping branches, growing

sentences stack into paragraphs,

paragraphs line up into stories.

Sound mixing, clashing, discordant song.

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Basking in waves and particles of light.

Self-drafting jargon filling up my mind.

Overstimulation, conflagration

ignite. Carefully curated and raised

lines, orderly retained rows of vowels,

gingerly carved Corinthian Columns

of consonants explode. Shatter, scatter

fractured, disseminated, not destroyed.

An abundance of symbols forming sounds,

ringing round endlessly puzzling with joy.

K.B. Silver

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This form of poetry is called a Decible. Though this isn't the usual decible, I wrote one with descending lines and syllables that transitioned directly into another with ascending lines and syllables. A mirrored form. This was probably the most time-consuming single poem I have written.

I am partial to syllabic poetry, and so I arranged the building stanzas of increasing syllables in a way I found aesthetically and rhythmically pleasing.

A quick overview of what a Decible is and how to write one:

The Decible poem is composed of ten stanzas in total.

The first stanza begins with one line, increasing one line at a time, ending at ten lines.

Each stanza increases the number of syllables per line, from one syllable in the first line until you compose the tenth stanza with ten lines of ten syllables each.