The Bridal Chamber Of Thought Poem by Lynn W. Petty

From where do the words of poetry come?
Where, in the bridal chamber of the brain,
Is poetic thought conceived?
Could it be that concept is impregnated
By a positive, receptive, attitude of a word,
Resulting in a creative impression then, a unit of meaning,
Becoming recognized in its emergent form?
We do not know.

Where, in the belly of the brain, is the dilatable
Expanse for thematic gestation?
What are the propelling elements that add
To the progressive embryonic change of conception,
From implantation through the rudimentary of imagery,
Unto the weeks or months of development?
That, perhaps, we do know.

Sentiment, truth, love, beauty, grace, power, tragedies,
All manifold struggles, aspirations, and passions of modern life
Become the thought-fetus, shaping a viable structure into a body
Of language, carried and born through the author's
Labor-pains of Creativity.

By: Lynn W. Petty