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MAY 6, 2025 | DAVID PLAHM

Flow a River of Silver Over a Semi-Precious Stone

Flow a River of Silver Over a Semi-Precious Stone

SUMMARY

Date
05-06-25
Title
Flow a River of Silver Over a Semi-Precious Stone
Topic

A three-part meditation on creative inspiration, the alchemy of love, and the invisible electricity of human connection—structured as a triptych moving from the nature of poetry itself, through ascending metaphors of preciousness, to the intimate spark between two souls.

Summary

This poem operates as three interconnected movements, each deepening the central metaphor of flow. The opening section, titled “Poetry,” functions as an ars poetica—a poet’s statement about where poems come from. Inspiration arrives “sometimes momentous, / sometimes accidental,” born from the ordinary humanity of others. The imperative “Let it connect—or… Let It Pour” bridges into the second movement, which builds through a liturgical anaphoric structure: silver over semi-precious stone yields jewelry; gold over precious stone yields a timeless gift; love over a human heart yields happiness; God’s love over humanity’s soul yields grace. The ascending scale—from craft to treasure to emotion to the divine—mirrors the poem’s argument that love is the ultimate alchemical agent. The personal confession (“If I could pour my soul / to mingle with yours”) collapses the universal back into the intimate. The third movement, “Electricity,” shifts metaphor entirely—from liquid to current—naming the invisible force between two people as “that filament of us.” The closing wish—”Just your smile”—is a characteristic Plahm diminuendo, reducing all the poem’s grand imagery to a single, sufficient gesture.

MAY 6, 2025 | DAVID PLAHM

Flow a River of Silver Over a Semi-Precious Stone

Flow a River of Silver Over a Semi-Precious Stone

MAXIMS

Date
05-06-25
Title
Flow a River of Silver Over a Semi-Precious Stone
Maxims
""When you let a river of love flow over a human heart, you lift a soul to glorious happiness.""
""Their simple humanity sparks the muse, shaping our personal thoughts.""
""If I could pour my soul to mingle with yours, our love would bloom.""
MAY 6, 2025 | DAVID PLAHM

Flow a River of Silver Over a Semi-Precious Stone

Flow a River of Silver Over a Semi-Precious Stone

RATING

Date
05-06-25
Title
Flow a River of Silver Over a Semi-Precious Stone
Rating
★★★★☆
7

An ambitious triptych that succeeds most powerfully in its central movement. The “Let It Pour” sequence is the poem’s crown jewel—the ascending parallel structure (silver/gold/love/God’s love) creates genuine rhetorical momentum, and the progression from craft to divinity feels earned rather than forced. The opening ars poetica section effectively sets the stage, grounding what follows in the poet’s own creative process. The closing “Electricity” movement introduces a compelling new metaphor—connection as filament—though the shift from liquid to electrical imagery feels slightly abrupt after the sustained fluidity of the middle section. The final line (“Just your smile”) is quintessential Plahm: grand themes resolved in tender simplicity. Where the poem occasionally stumbles is in its transitions between sections; the “Next—” marker reads more as stage direction than poetic movement. The piece also attempts to contain three poems’ worth of ideas, and some readers may feel the triptych structure dilutes the impact any single section might achieve on its own. Still, the central anaphoric sequence ranks among Plahm’s most structurally accomplished passages, and the poem’s ambition—linking creative process, spiritual alchemy, and romantic devotion—is admirable.

Flow a River of Silver Over a Semi-Precious Stone

Flow a River of Silver Over a Semi-Precious Stone

Poetry

Inspiration flows from every direction –
sometimes momentous,
sometimes accidental,
sometimes thrust on us,
sometimes born from another’s river.
Their influence, struggle, beauty, just daily life …
their simple humanity sparks the muse,
shaping our personal thoughts.
Let
it connect –
or …

Let It Pour

When you let a river of silver flow
over a semi-precious stone,
you craft exquisite jewelry.

When you let a river of gold flow
over a precious stone,
you forge a timeless gift.

When you let a river of love flow
over a human heart,
you lift a soul to glorious happiness.

When you let a river of God’s love pour
over humanity’s soul,
you awaken humility, grace, and forgiveness.

Let it pour.

If I could pour my soul
to mingle with yours,
our love would bloom.

Next –

Electricity –

that filament of us,
that spark of ethereal, living energy.
We feel it.
It drives us.
It binds us, unseen.
The filament that connects us.
We should talk about that-
The poetry of our relationship.

My wish?
Just your smile.

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