poem

GRUNGE

GRUNGE IS A SPONGE

THAT SOAKS YOU UP

OR THE OTHER WAY AROUND

WHATEVER IT IS

REMEMBER THIS

YOU GOTTA DIG THAT SOUND

Author's Notes/Comments: 

GRUNGE IS A SPONGE POPPED INTO MY HEAD AND JUST HEADED INTO THIS POEM...

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YOUR MISSION

DIVINE INTERVENTION

MAKE THAT YOUR INTENTION

GIVE IT YOUR ATTENTION

BEYOND COMPREHENSION

TRUST YOUR INTUITION

MAKE YOUR OWN DECISION

SEE WHAT YOU ENVISION

THEN MAKE THAT YOUR MISSION

 
Author's Notes/Comments: 

YOUR MISSION IF YOU CHOOSE TO ACCEPT IT IS TO PRAY FOR DIVINE INTERVENTION. MISSION IMPOSSIBLE...I THINK NOT...TRY IT...YOU'LL LIKE IT...THERE IS A WAY OUT OF THIS MESS AND WE WILL FIND IT TOGETHER. FOCUS ON GOOD AND POSITIVE THINGS THAT ARE POSSIBLE. BELIEVE THEY WILL COME TO PASS. MANIFEST LOVE AND PEACE FOR THE GREATER GOOD. HANG ONTO YOUR HOPES AND DREAMS. NEVER GIVE UP. SEEK AND YOU SHALL FIND. LOOK FOR INSPIRATION EVERYDAY AND SHARE IT...ALWAYS LET YOUR CONSCIENCE BE YOUR GUIDE.

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SOMETHING THAT'S ALREADY THERE

CAN YOU HEAR THE MUSIC

IN YOUR HEAD

HOW YOU GONNA USE IT

TO PRETEND

TO WRITE A SONG

AS YOU SING ALONG

TO SOMETHING THAT'S ALREADY THERE

Author's Notes/Comments: 

IF YOU HAVE EVER FELT LIKE YOU ARE ON AUTO PILOT THEN YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN...IF NOT THEN I GUESS THAT'S WHAT IT FEELS LIKE...YOU JUST WRITE IT DOWN AS IT COMES FROM YOU KNOW NOT WHERE BUT YOU JUST DON'T CARE...I AM PRETTY SURE ALL OR MOST POETRY COMES THAT WAY ON AUTO PILOT...AT LEAST THAT IS MY EXPERIENCE OF IT...THE TRICK IS TO BE ABLE TO WRITE IT DOWN FAST ENOUGH BEFORE YOU LOSE IT...IT CAN BE VERY ELUSIVE AND EXCLUSIVE...IF YOU LOSE IT...IT'S GONE FOREVER OR SO IT SEEMS...

LOST IN THOUGHT

ARE YOU FOR REAL

YOU'RE SO SURREAL

SO WHAT'S THE DEAL

 

CAN'T IMAGINE

WHERE TO BEGIN

TO LET YOU IN

ON THE SECRET

 

IT WOULDN'T BE ONE

IF I DID

WON'T TELL ANYONE

IT'S FORBIDDEN

IF IT'S WRITTEN

 

SO REGRESSING

KEEP YOU GUESSING

 

ALL THAT CHATTER

DOESN'T MATTER

 

REALIZE

IT'S THE VIBE

THAT SURVIVES

 

ARE YOU DEALING

WITH THE FEELING

 

ALWAYS CHANGING

LEAVES YOU HANGING

 

NOW YOU'RE CAUGHT

LOST IN THOUGHT

READING BETWEEN THE LINES

WONDERING WHAT YOU'LL FIND

 
Author's Notes/Comments: 

I WAS WATCHING A DOCUMENTARY ON THE DOORS AND PAUSED IT TO WRITE THIS POEM...THAT IS ALL...

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A CAUTIONARY TALE

SO MANY ARE PRONE

TO DO AS THEY'RE TOLD

BUT LET IT BE KNOWN

IT'S BEST TO BE BOLD

 

SEARCH FOR THE TRUTH

BECOME A SLEUTH

DON'T HESITATE

INVESTIGATE

 

IT TAKES US AWHILE

TO LEARN FROM MISTAKES

WE ARE IN DENIAL

WHATEVER IT TAKES

 

WHEN PEOPLE SHARE

THEIR OWN NIGHTMARE

WE DO NOT DARE

GO OVER THERE

 

WE'D RATHER LEARN

ON OUR OWN TERMS 

THAN THINK ABOUT 

SOMETHING WE DOUBT

 

BEST TO BE CAUTIOUS

OF WHAT YOU BELIEVE

IT IS OBNOXIOUS

HOW MANY DECEIVE

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

THE TRUTH IS IT'S HARD TO KNOW WHO TO TRUST. ALWAYS ERR ON THE SIDE OF CAUTION AND LISTEN TO YOUR INTUITION. IF SOMETHING DOESN'T FEEL RIGHT QUESTION IT... TRUST YOURSELF. TRUST YOUR INTUITION.

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just saying

Folder: 
prose on poetry

 

A meme found on Twitter about what could be a real issue when readers engage with our poetry:

 

         "I" in a poem doesn't (have to) mean it's me!

 

 

 

 

 

 

~ exPRESSions ~

DROWNING IN A SEA OF THOUGHT WAVES

TOOK A LONG WALK ON A SHORT PIER

END UP DROWNING HOW'D I GET HERE

TOOK A SHORT WALK ON A LONG PIER

WONDERING WHAT I'M DOING HERE

 

THEN IMAGINE WENT FOR A SWIM

JUST ON A WHIM  OUT ON A LIMB

OF A BIG OLD TREE BY THE SEA

DANGLING FREE THEN SUDDENLY

 

CAUGHT BY A WAVE THAT WAS ENRAGED

WHY DID I DARE TO DANGLE THERE

RIGHT IN ITS WAY I COULDN'T SAY

AND SO IT SPLASHED AND SLAPPED I CRASHED

 

I SWAM ABOUT BEGAN TO SHOUT

IT KNOCKED ME OUT WITHOUT A DOUBT

IT PUSHED ME BACK ONTO THE SHORE

I WOULDN'T MESS WITH WAVES NO MORE

 

DROWNING IN A SEA OF THOUGHT WAVES

WONDERING WHY IF IT BEHAVES

MIGHT ACTUALLY MAKE SENSE SOME DAY

BUT FOR NOW DOESN'T SEEM THAT WAY

 

YET I COMMIT IT TO THE PAGE

LIKE TAKING ORDERS FROM SOME SAGE

WHO SEEMS TO KNOW BETTER THAN I

SOMEDAY THERE'LL BE A REASON WHY

 

THIS TALE DOESN'T WANT TO END

IT'S MUCH LONGER THAN I INTEND

IT CAUSES ME TO APPREHEND

TO UNDERSTAND TO COMPREHEND

THAT EVERYTHING HAS GOT TO END

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I WAS WATCHING A PINK CONCERT VIDEO AND THERE WAS A LINE ABOUT TAKING A LONG WALK ON A SHORT PIER AND THINKING OF THAT FAMILIAR PHRASE THIS POEM SLOWLY CAME AND DIDN'T WANT TO END...MUCH LONGER THAN USUAL STUFF...THEY ALL HAVE A LIFE OF THEIR OWN...I JUST LET THEM BE WHAT THEY WANT TO BE...NOT UP TO ME...

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SO SERENE

WATCHING THE LEAVES

DANCE IN THE BREEZE

GIVING IN

TO THE WIND

GRACEFULLY

RELAXING ME

 

BIRDS SING

SIGHT UNSEEN

SOME FLY BY

CATCHING MY EYE

COMPLETING THE SCENE

THAT'S SO SERENE

Author's Notes/Comments: 

WATCHING THE LEAVES OF THE BUSHES BLOWING... FEELING A GENTLE WIND THROUGH THE OPEN WINDOWS...INSPIRATION...

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IMPROVISE

IF ALL THE WORLD'S A STAGE

WHAT PART DO YOU PLAY

DO YOU MEMORIZE LINES

OR IMPROVISE

IMPROVISATION IS MY SCENE

JUST KEEP ON IMAGINING

YOU NEVER REALLY KNOW

WHAT GOES ON IN THIS SHOW

Author's Notes/Comments: 

JUST THINKING OF THAT SHAKESPEARE SAYING ALL THE WORLD'S A STAGE...I ALWAYS PREFERRED IMPROV TO SCRIPTED STUFF...IT FEELS MORE REAL...I HAVE A RECURRING ACTORS NIGHTMARE WHERE I AM IN A PLAY AND HAVE NO IDEA WHO I AM OR WHAT MY LINES ARE AND THERE IS NO SCRIPT IN SIGHT...TOTALLY BLANK...NO IDEA WHAT IS IS ABOUT OR ANYTHING AT ALL...SO LIKE IF THERE IS NO SCRIPT NO STRESS YOU KNOW...I SUPPOSE ALL THE WORLD MAYBE A STAGE AND WE ALL IMPROVISE...MAKE IT UP AS WE GO ALONG...

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