B: Life is a roller coaster, you just have to hang on and know that it’ll work out and be enjoyable in the end.
Me: Yeah…. I know… I just wanna get some snacks before I get on though….
That pretty much hits the nail on the head. Random, complex, and otherwise pointless at times… Nonetheless you can still laugh at it…But one thing that always seems to help me center things up is writing and listening to people read there writing.
Thus I decided to go to the first speak the speech of the semester last night and listen to some very talented writers, and hopefully find some inspiration.. AND I DID! I wound up writing a few poems there and then due to the prompting of another good friend, I decided to read. So for the 3 of you who read this and weren’t there Here is what I read. They were all written over the course of the weekend…..
I opened on a mildly humorous note:
Random Haiku # 67
I saw you out there
Hot like a brand new toaster
Shit! I am so toast.
Then….
To the Audience # 1:
When the background noise
Becomes the background of your life
When the white lies
Light up the blue skies
And day to day
You quickly
“That
I
Am
Meant
For
More.”
But what the hell is this more
Is it something waiting just outside the…..
(you decide what comes next)
The next two kind of go together….
The Preface:
Keep it short
Keep it sweet
My words you want to eat
Keep it predictable
Keep it literal
My thoughts become increasingly visceral
My mind is not a menu
For you to pick any 3
So you can tailor a feast for you
… of me
Puck-YU Chinese Take Out:
Hi! Can I take your order?
Oh yes sir,
I’d be more than happy to get you:
One blind following,
A side of fuck off
And a medium self-indulgence to drink
Anything else today sir?
Ok. Pull forward for your total.
And the grand total is…..
More than you could ever pay.
No sir we DON’T accept cash, credit, or check
No.. No sir.. This can’t go on your tab.
I don’t care that you’re late for a meeting
You’ve been coming here ordering the same thing
For the last 15 years
And by now your debt
Is more than anything
On this earth could ever ransom
You had to have known it would come to this one day…..
And I closed with this one that I wrote about 5 min before I spoke….
While I was Listening to Real Poet:
I am not a poet
No, I am no t a suave voice
With moving, grooving rhymes
That soothe your soul every time
No I am not a poet
I am not a tapestry
Upon which I paint my words
So
In
Divid
U
Al
Is
Tic
Ally
I am not a poet
I can’t seem to say just the right thing
At just the right time
To cause a tear to fall from your eye
Or move you from your space to mine
I am
(none of these)
I am No Whitman, No Dickinson, No Poe
I dream of being as Baraka, as Ginsberg, or Thoreau
Yet I will never be
I wil never be
Any more than what you see
What you see
See
A sea
A sea
A sea of complexity
Complexity
And me
Me, wishing
I had a we
But nonetheless I am
And I write
And will write
Because though I am not a poet
I am me
And my words
Will find someone
Even if
It’s myself finding
…. eM
So yeah, there ya go. I know some of them are a bit rough… and some are not as thought out as they could have been. But hopefully you can glean something for this.
Cheers!!!!
