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Coagulation

Coagulation Starter – 3-28-24 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Coagulation Finally, my blood began to coagulate, Flowing like insomnia Between the wounds of dawn and dusk When wounded memories drip pools of enigmas, Fleeting gossamers of absolutes, Drying into sticky puzzles. Bloodied dreams wander labyrinths, With no exits, Leaving spatters of millstones For ruminating relics to follow, Thin images of wispy encounters Fade In lost chords of words, Ghosts gel from gashes. Impostors of reality Spit rebellious clots into ruminating plateaus, And phantoms, To leave a crimson stain On unwelcomed daylight and martyred Mondays Stirring penance from clotting confessions. Tourniquets unbound, Veins transfused congeal in coalescence As platelets and corpuscles gather yesterday Into the flow, a cadence, blood pressure restored, The pulse of reminiscence throbs Memoirs course through venous vessels, Then seek a place To dream.

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Matt Caliri

Date: 4/16/2024 5:44:00 PM

Congrats, Sam! you finished 4th out of 31 entries! This dream-like, playful and full-of-depth wordplay won over big time. I loved the ride you gave the reader.

Sam Kauffman
Date: 4/19/2024 11:53:00 AM

Hi Matt! Thank you so much for this wonderful theme. I am absolutely delighted with my placement. So grateful to muse on the theme of coagulation! Sending you my gratitude and blessings!

Victor Buhagiar

Date: 4/1/2024 1:26:00 AM

What great imagery you wrote. We all need healing and reconciliation.

Paige Hind

Date: 3/30/2024 4:18:00 PM

Very raw- I can see and feel your blood coursing as you try to find a place to dream in (from) your veins, internal conflict-

Silent One

Date: 3/29/2024 7:45:00 AM

This evocative poem delves into the complex and often turbulent nature of memory and the emotional journey of healing and reconciliation. Through rich imagery and metaphorical language, the poet captures the visceral experience of grappling with past wounds and the gradual process of finding solace and resolution.

Daniel Henry Rodgers

Date: 3/29/2024 4:56:00 AM

Dear Sam, What a visceral exploration of memory and healing. The imagery of blood coagulating like insomnia amidst wounds of dawn and dusk is hauntingly beautiful. Each line delves deeper into the complexities of reminiscence of fleeting encounters and enigmatic puzzles. I love how your words evoke a sense of introspection and contemplation, as memories wander labyrinthine paths with no exits. Your poem is a journey through the depths of the mind, ultimately seeking a place to dream amidst the cadence of memoirs coursing through venous vessels. Loved It! - Blessings, Daniel

Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 3/28/2024 4:32:00 PM

Stunning and brilliantly created poem. I especially liked the last verse in which you use blood as a metaphor for the past and memories. Those words deeply resonated with me. A great contest entry. Wishing you the best, Sara

Sam Kauffman
Date: 4/19/2024 11:49:00 AM

Hi Sara! Was on vacation when I received your wonderful message. Thank you so much! I kept thinking about the way the things we experience in the daytime bleed into the formation of our dreams and how they congeal in our dreams - and how dreams need a place to happen. I am deeply touched that this resonated with you! So grateful for your feedback! Sending you sweet dreams where happy memories can join together! Blessings!