Is ambiguity your driving force in penning words?

Listen to me, dear reader.

First, a short-short critique of the poem: it's perfectly prosaic and what ambiguities are in it must be imported by the reader. Second, it's an excellent statement of a reader's assessment of the effect of ambiguity found in a poem. For you, ambiguity is effective--hence warranted use--when it functions like a magician's scarf, a temporary screen over the mystery revealed with a flourish. --------------- I don't like ambiguity for the sake of ambiguity. I prefer that the poem have a clear 'manifest purpose,' something the reader can see or hear easily on the first (and possibly only) reading. I do however appreciate a poem that comes with 'complementary ambiguities,' secondary or tertiary interpretations of words or phrases that support or contrast with the first interpretation--that immediately apprehended 'overt' message of the poem. But that's tricky business, as you no doubt know.

I like it.

And if cryptic a poet made then our government reads us poetry every day :)

I didnt mean for that to almost rhyme...see what you people have done to me??

Keep up the good writes!

As I work on my first poem, I am trying to learn all these tools like ambiguity, etc. There is a puzzle side to poetry. Often when you read one, and you want to crack its code - solve it like a puzzle.

Talleyrand said it best: We were given language to help us conceal our thoughts.

Your poem isn't great, though. Sorry to be honest but it's meh.

Poem sans Morse

is like ice w/o cream.

Compliments.

O, to uncover all that's been

and all there is to come,

Life remains a mystery,

why not at tmes

a poet's song

to ponder on.

Great pen as usual.

Speak in a whispher or shout it from the mountain tops,

but SAY it, dammit!

Loved this, especially the examples used in the final stanza!

Very clever.

morning,

ma

YES!!!

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Good, good poem, Neon! You done covered the bases...home run in the bottom of the seventh...

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love this line: Practicing perplexing brevity

is that whatchoo are doing?