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Tantrums Of Genius

Tantrums Of Genius

Tantrums Of Genius

 

Stay away from The - Mart

 

and it’s shopping cart

 

with a bad wheel,

 

Write on paper with

 

disbanded,forgotten

 

outlawed cursive,

 

not staring into

 

a computer with pop up adds

 

and trivial social media,

 

Have Tantrums Of Genius

 

Sip on a beer

 

or some wine

 

and close your eyes

 

in silence,

 

listen to the thoughts

 

twirl in your mind

 

like a Van Gogh painting,

 

paying attention to detail

 

as the thick blue colors

 

swirl into each other

 

creating a vibrant sky.

 

Listen to Mozart

 

softly inducing stimulation,

 

master’s calling through

 

space and time

 

telling you

 

of their frustration

 

in finding anyone

 

to listen to their message.

 

Read Ezra Pound

 

and all the others

 

the poet’s

 

who had the knowledge

 

the insight

 

to warn you of

 

a place with no creation,

 

filled with people

 

without imagination,

 

those who never had

 

Tantrum's Of Genius

 

Feel the emotion

 

as you start to pace

 

the floor,and look

 

out of a window,

 

and for the first time

 

realize that you

 

are surrounded by beauty

 

and you have ignored

 

every flower

 

and all of the color

 

that has not been recognized.

 

Maybe with anger

 

or with regret

 

have a

 

Tantrum Of Genius

 

As the truth

 

softly show’s itself

 

like gazing into

 

a Dali painting

 

slowly discovering

 

what it is you are looking at.

 

promise yourself

 

to often have

 

Tantrums Of Genius.

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May 7, 2013
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