Observing Angst of a Certain Type: Writing Out a Lonely View
The Difference in How Creativity and Inspiration Come Alive for Me as a Poet
I have learned that most poets are unique. They write a poem out in their own special way. It may be categorized in a similar genre as others, however, I do believe you can always find some etiquette of style that is significantly distinct in every poet's persuasion.
Moreover, inspiration is also from a spring inside the poet that is different than the rest. I, myself, tend to venture towards sad and dark places. Which may not be entirely odd, unless you know how I get there - my unusual way of being inspired. I do feel my poems can derive from an everyday experience. A happening that may be quite simple and ordinary, but somehow I will find similarities to my own life that make it a little bit more interesting for me to create my poetry.
In explaining further, I wouldn't want people to think that I am a total weirdo, but I do feel emotions very strongly. I, at times, have thought this was my curse; other times, I have seen it as a blessing. Again, I see happy and sad - my poetry just seems to be more morose than it does joyful when I write it out.
More Explanation Into My Inspiration: The Questions I Had When Creating This Poem
This poem, strangely enough, came upon my brain's creative portion out of nowhere. It's kind of political, but not exactly. It was after observing one of those live political processes we are all subject to run across and watch today on CNN or social media, that I felt compelled to put this one together.
To explain further; a certain Senator has caught my attention through these proceedings, and in researching him; I have gotten even more enthralled in how he ticks as just a simple man in his day to day life outside of Washington and in his state capital. Mentioning who it is will not serve my purpose, as I always like to keep an air of mystery present when I write.
To make this a simple explanation; After observing this person, I, as I often do, started finding questions that I wanted answered. Questions that I wondered if I had the opportunity to ask him would maybe put our thoughts at times in the same mindset. Of course, I am not the same as him in how we live life. I am not smart enough to land a position in the White House. Then again, I can't really say that considering who our sitting president is at this time; would you covfefe?
Furthering my thought into this poem, this was my direction as this latest poem took up residence in my mind. When that happens, all writers know that it must be written out.
I hope you enjoy this poetic whim in which I took myself on. However, please interpret it in your own way as well. After all, I think all we poets can agree that this is what poetry is all about. :)
The Poet Talks to the Politician
You don’t know me, but I think of you; a life displayed in a political
It’s not private; instead a public profile. Indeed, a fictitious guessing
game not worth a while.
Yet, I do wonder if you’re like me? Does nightfall bring insomniatic
out of the window staring into the night; a lonely glare of a few what
ifs or mights.
Oh, dear life of lonesome; life forever and atoned, never having felt
why must some as he and I, live in a constant sad pretend….
Faces amaze with bright smiles outside, while hiding pain underneath their
It is confusion, isn’t it? I mean, in your own head, when you're ALONE
attempts to run off to distant lands.
A wandering in darkness that is forever present, even when the sun
sheds its light effervescent.
And then there is I, and you will never think of me; one whom is just
as deep into the night… into an awakened sleep.
But alack, we both wish for that perfect friend, to come upon and
share our beds.
And hark; the truth does set vain judgments; where they shall impair
a seemingly flawless pair’s very air of a completed exuberance...
What Senator am I observing in my poem? If you would like to take a guess, please leave a comment. However, I probably will not respond with a yes or no. It would be fun to have some guesses though. I know we all must watch politics these days as our country continues to spiral out of control. ;)
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