Jaded Green

Jaded Green

Karyn Indursky



 Talking to brick walls of ears 
when no one's listening, 
but the clank of poetry 
unmasking your muse 
as you redundantly
try to make people get 
you don't get bored, 
don't switch medications 
to insulin when 
you're not a doctor 
nor an employee at a hospital,
and as many times as you struggle 
to find a listener,
who truly cares your poems 
are melancholy and jaded green.

 

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nightlight1220's picture

Nice...using yourself to make

Nice...using yourself to make a point. Love it!

~peace~

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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "

 

Poetic_Eyes's picture

nightlight

nightlight...thanks for the feedback. i may not always comment or be able to keep up on reading the comments, but comments/feedback are welcome. keep it real and honest and we'll be golden. 

nightlight1220's picture

You are treasure ....

Reader the Judge

 

Fact and fiction are two different things,

but under the poet's pen...

lies carry no wings.

 

Interpretations can be many,

And one's soul will take flight,

There is no wrong,

There is no rite.

 

One's own emotions become putty

In plain sight,

Is it right?

 

 


...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "

 

Poetic_Eyes's picture

night

night...love your response and that i could inspire you. turn this into a poem, make a title, post your link on this page.

nightlight1220's picture

http://www.postpoems.org/auth

http://www.postpoems.org/authors/nightlight1220/poem/967892 

 

 

:-) ♡♥♡

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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "