e-Motion

e-Motion


In silence, the pallid screen stares at me.
It taunts me, "Move the control in your hand,"
daring me journey into a new land
unknown as of yet, filled with mystery.
What might lie ahead, I cannot foresee
as images form before eyes, unplanned.
Though nothing's heard, I cede to their demand
and seek out the words that will set them free.

With strokes on the keyboard, words start to flow,
tumbling headlong in a torrential rain;
each finds its place, amidst the commotion.
Layer by layer new images grow
as they move to a strange music arcane;
a graceful ballet of words in motion.


Notes:
An entry for December 16 of "A Poem A Day Contest"  [E]
Prompt(s) Used: 2 & 3
Prompt 2: Write a poem about the internet.
Prompt 3: Write a Petrarchan (Italian) Sonnet. The poem consists of 14 lines written in iambic pentameter. The Octave (lines 1-8) introduce the theme or problem. The Sestet (lines 9-14) provide the resolution or shift in thought (volta). The Octave's rhyme is abbaabba. The Sestet's rhyme is either cdecde OR cdccdc .

Line count: 14

Thank you for taking the time to read my humble words. Please, as long as you're here, take a moment and leave a comment. Reactions, critiques, yes – even encouragement and/or praise – all are equally welcome.

Ken