feelings are
an ambush

you pass the time
drowning inside

thoughts and urges
no real but feel

fall like a meteorite
crash the scene

the film
this moment

where life happens

sudden and drastic
life altering

love was real

so many miracles
rescued each time

intense feelings
part of the experience

of being alive
a curse

wave to the ocean
life is a euphemism
5. Blackout For Flotsam


– This blackout poem was extracted, with permission, from Jennifer Kiley’s post “Spontaneous – A Need To Talk “.

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on November 28, 2013, in Blackout Poetry, Writing. Bookmark the permalink. 6 Comments.

  1. That is an unique way to compose a poem. Super and beautiful poem you have created out of all those words, Ben.
    groetjes, Francina

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  2. Well done. It must of been fun to work on.

    Liked by 1 person

    • Thank you kindly. It’s been in the works for a while. The first time I started working on it I ended up abandoning it and putting it aside to return to. This time it turned out a little better. I enjoy blackout. Tempted, Kim?


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