Fine Line: A poem born out of movie viewing

I wrote this poem after I watched the movie Beautiful Creatures for the first time. I found it interesting that a movie and the movie’s theme fired up my neurotransmitters in my brain to create this poem. It’s interesting to me how the little things in life can provoke such a creative and powerful image or string of thoughts in a person’s mind.

Here it is:

Fine Line



Hollow and deathly, filled with Turmoil.



Euphoric and lively, pure with Love.


The fine line between

A thread that balances the two,


An intricate design weaved

Into the puzzle, the mystery.


Two halves of the same whole.

Are they not the same?


Strong in their intent,

A gray cloud forms at the centerfold


But both are lost in the Haze.

No more potent than the other.


Both are claimed,

Yet only one is considered




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