Mentality
I don't remember why I wrote this, but I remember that I wrote it when I worked in a bank cash vault on a pile of money. Prophetic?
cold wounded night
my delight
pierced by self evaluation
darkness blackens the hole
and pure personification
is all that I know
uncatered life
spills my pride
stalked by my imaginaion
blindness attacks my face
and cold intoxication
forces me brave
all rights reserved. Copyright Justin W. Price, 1998
Thanks for Reading.
A freelance writer, Honors student and Gover Prize finalist, Justin W. Price (aka, PDXKaraokeGuy) considers himself a poet first and foremost but is also a skilled short story, biographer and humor writer. His poetry collection, Digging to China, will be released February 2nd, 2013 by Sweatshoppe Publications and is currently available on Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and your local bookseller.
His work will also be featured in Best New Fiction (2014 edition), and has appeared previously in the Rusty Nail, eFiction, eFiction Humor, The Crisis Chronicles, The Hellroaring Review and the Bellwether Review. He currently serves as managing editor of eHorror Magazine and the Bridge online newspaper. He previously served as the poetry and correspondence editor for The Bellwether Review.
He works as a freelance writer, editor, and ghost writer, and is working towards his Ph.D. He lives in a suburb of Portland, Oregon with his wife, Andrea, and their labradoodle, Bella
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Comments
AUTHORthanks so much for the kind words, Carlon. It's odd... i remember writing this, but I don't remember what i was thinking about or feeling when I did.
I totally understand why it got published. It looks like you were just born with the talent for putting emotion into words and building a picture for feelings.
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thanks again, stess. I'm glad u enjoy this!
PDX, my sentiments exactly! That's why I noted the politeness of my mild descriptor "mystifying."
Quite a poem, "Mentality"! Just as great the second time around.
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Thanks Stessily. What really matters on hubpages are the readers and the words you put on page anyway. I really think HUBSCORE is kind of arbitrary anyway. I've seen plenty of hubs that were really crappy and had high scores and vice versa.
PDX, so much in life forces us to be brave; so much is said in your last three words.
"Pure personification" and "blindness attacks my face" evoke the process in which we relate ourselves to others and back to ourselves again. Very well expressed.
By the way, I am impressed with your comment that you're not adding something just for the sake of raising your hub score. That's integrity. I know that it's hubpages.com's game here, but some of the things that happen here are mystifying, to put it mildly and politely.
Thanks for sharing!
Kind regards, Stessily
- AUTHOR
Thanks for saying so, Fennel. I appreciate your feedback!
You are right, PDX the ending is prefect, very sobering, very apt. A poem without gloss about unglazed self reflection. You are a very talented writer. My votes.
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cloud explorer, thank you. That's a good tip. I do that with most of my hubs, but I don't want to throw up media just to get a higher rating. if it's not relevant, it's not coming up! Thanks for stopping by!
Nice poem PDX, just wanted to add that the rating system on hubpages will rank your overall score much higher if all your hubs have a higher social media ranking, meaning if your content contains imagery & or videos to keep users on longer.
I just learned about it yesterday & will be creating a hub dedicated to such a subject. Anyhow just wanted to help a bit, thanks for sharing such an awesome poetic hub. Voted up for interesting.
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audrey, thanks. I've changed a lot about this poem, but never the ending. the ending always seemed perfect to me.
Cat, thanks so much. Great compliment!
Tammy, thanks a lot.
Chris, I do, but there's also something raw and sweet about the old stuff because I wasn't pretentious or trying to emulate anyone or worrying about technique, i was just writing from the heart. For some reason, a decade or so ago, I threw away a bunch of my poems. I regret doing that, to this day
thank u all for the reads and the comments
Thanks for sharing. Do you see the improvement in your writing? When I look back at my early stuff, I laugh at how terrible it is compared to newer work.
Eloquent as always. Me like.
As with all of your writings...Love it!
It is always hard to look at ourselves honestly--great work in this poem--I especially like the ending--
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stars, thank u very much!
Brilliant, and God Bless You, And Your Sweet Family.
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thanks Racin
wow...congratulations...
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Thanks Sunshine
Jami, it certainly can be, but it's how we deal with it that's most important. Dwell on the negative, or do something about it?
Very good PDX! :)
I voted up ,awesome and beautiful, its hell when we finally see who we really are , yet only on the outside looking in seemingly ... have a great evening:)
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Thanks Rai! Thanks for reading!
Your good!
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