See These Thoughts
Position Of Poetic Intuition
Poetic devotion. Stirs like a potion in an ocean of creative emotion. Gaze up towards the sky and you will know why. Experience nothing sweeter than the taste of poetic meter. Open the door and walk through a metaphor. Get on it and write a sonnet while the woman across the room tries on a flowered bonnet. Be a dear and impersonate Shakespeare. Make the audience laugh and afterwards shed a tear. Do not regret the manuscript of Romeo and Juliet since it will bring fame I bet. Everyone from young to old will remember the greatest story ever told, using poetic rhyme and a beat on time.
As I lay on my cot and exclaim, "Great Scott! I've seen a vision, cyber mind space inquisition challenging my intuition".
Peer Into the Unconscience
Beyond The Looking Glass Alice
Peer into the smear of the paintings of Vermeer and watch the plays of Shakespeare while pacing beyond the looking glass with Alice the young fair haired lass. Hand in hand we navigate Wonderland, then off to Neverland to meet Peter Pan. We will never grow up as we devour "eat me" cakes and sip tea from a cup.
How bucolic is the delirium of a non-alcoholic when she tiptoes through scenes of denied dreams and fields of sown wheat and rye. How obvious it is to her eye. Will she live or die? The neurosis travels like osmosis through the neurons of the brain. Sounds insane?
If the dam of writer's block blocks your flow, there is one suggestion you need to know. Take a mental break. Then return fully awake. You will exclaim,"For heaven's sake"! The creative flow usually starts to grow. If it does not, then return to your meditative spot.
The Subject Of The Poem
I have not written poetry in quite awhile. Is it just laziness, or is it self denial? Poetry, the rhyming word is the most interesting sound I heard. Think of ways to make words rhyme, think of ways to utilize time. Think of ways to make this complete, think of ways that will not defeat your subject matter. Distinguish it from the mind's chatter.
As I write the reader shall see
Poetry grows within me
It gave birth from a seed, with pen in hand
And sprouted forth from the fertile land
Onto these pages the words do grow
The blossom fruit of emotion from ground which was sown.
How to write a poem of a tired feeling
Sends me to recharge myself
And also sends me reeling
Looking for my adrenalin
Oh, where has it been?
Was it placed on the shelf?
Last But Not Least:
Writing poetry is different, much different than
Writing a diary to the best that I can
Spinning the web that connects the thoughts and their meanings
A world of truth and fantasy the imagination is dreaming
Oh the written word a documentation that can survive
Many years and the script can be acted out live
Knowledge is passed by this ancient medium
Knowledge is brought about and earns its freedom.
To end this is only the beginning. Thoughts upon paper, the victors are winning.
Seeking, Seeking, Seeking
I am the Seeker, your impression was right. The Seeker's creativeness has taken flight. How to raise the wheels from the runway, takes writing skill I must say. All you writers reading this drift possess the talent of writing, a blessed gift. A candle ignites within you stirring thought and feeling, so here's what to do. Grasp a pen in hand. Reach for paper on the nightstand. Compose whether it be poetry of prose. Everyone knows.
May I Leave You With These Poetic Thoughts
A journal is a notebook to record feelings and thought
A journal is a notebook a prize which is sought
A treasure to embrace with loving care
A treasure as a keepsake, neither unjust but fair
Saying "I love you" with my entire heart
An umbilical cord connecting from ending to start
How I share and care my inner persona shows
To master the English word, to make it shine and glow.
Depression leaves an impression
Programmed into the mind
Leaves one soul blind
An uphill battle, a downhill fall
A poor soul pushing against the wall
When did it start, where will it end?
The torn apart pieces, when will they mend?
The avenue of expression
The soul's confession
Cohabits with the word
The word is expression
The opposite is repression
The contributor to depression
That's what I heard.