Collage Poem & Collages by Me

 The High Priestess by Eric Tocce

Collage Poem

By Marion

Three weeks ago

in the early evening

I sat at my desk composing

a new spin on language...

harnessing the powers of the universe,

dreamtime,

and inner space.

Treading softly, breaking taboos,

creating realities

that never before existed,

I destroyed imaginings that cried

out not to be.

I became the High Priestess

of mystery,

words,

dreams,

and ambiguity.

My writing only lead to more writing.

Words multiplied like rabbits in my brain---

pregnant with language---

my imagination in labor,

gloriously giving birth

to newborn poems.

7/10/08