Friday, September 7, 2007

Writing


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What is writing? Hmmm, oftentimes I wish I was a better writer. I read my words sometimes and think I've literally written the different strings of my thoughts without editing. It's hard for me sometimes to organize my thoughts in an eloquent manner... but I try.

I find that when I'm in my dark place I write the best. I have come to realize that I write for myself, to get out the "whatever" that needs release from within my head. You know, to keep some sanity.

Here is a sample of something I wrote some time ago... but, I think it captures well what I was feeling at the time...

Morose musings dancing
boredom disguised
creativity gaunt
intellect distraught
a three way mutiny
in melancholy's park

Dead leaves growing
Black clouds forming
Grey winds blowing
as the tide is turning
and glass exploding

Music pounding
bad thoughts jousting
a fertile landscape
of murky ponderings
a barbarian battle
between the ideal
and the mundane

6 comments:

Jessica said...

wow I got chills just reading that. It was awesome!

Jess

Onion said...

*blush*

Thanks!


I hope you see it after my editing. Apparently there were formatting issues...

gautami tripathy said...

"Morose musings dancing
boredom disguised
creativity gaunt
intellect distraught
a three way mutiny
in melancholy's park"

What a stanza!

lisrobbe said...

That was great!
Have to agree with gautami about:

"Morose musings dancing
boredom disguised
creativity gaunt
intellect distraught
a three way mutiny
in melancholy's park"

It is the strength of the poem

Patois said...

That's brilliant. You should be blushing with pride. That poem pounds, pulsates, resonates.

Rob Kistner said...

"a barbarian battle
between the ideal
and the mundane"

Extremely well written... ;)