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Yesterday was writing when I
got caught up in the hype
No solid idea in my head
but fiending for those likes
Without realizing, drifted back
Put on my old routine
Code that is approval-seeking
had slipped in sight unseen
With resistance dredging forward;
syllables I force out
No clear idea the words to say
or what it is about
I gather up a garbage pile
but spray it with Febreze
The opposite I want to share
for everyone to see
*Poetry is a translation
formatted into words
The boundless dreams, creative thoughts;
grounded through the absurd
No rules, guidelines or self restraint
should implement or use
Allow your soul to lead the way;
emotions are the muse*
**However, I feel there's one thing
each writer should possess
Embedded within character:
innately we possess
It's not a rule or a guideline
A path one adheres to
More like a vessel that each word
is birthed and traveled through
Gives life to ink with its voice
reciting what's written
If poetry is the email
than this is how you 'send'**
If one is honest and truthful
Then filled the "requisites"
Defined by the Creator
only he or she can set
Whatever the thing we all have
mulling around inside
For some of us it's breaking out
And others it will hide
Can't quantify or explain it
It's not 'one-size-fits-all'
Sometimes it's clear and plain to see
Some hide behind a wall
Ultimately, we get it out
in words, it manifests
Feel at times that I can transcend
Others, ripped from my chest
It's not about looking "pretty"
Fitting into a box
We need more than 'cookie-cutter'
Don't want just Goldilocks
Staying intact after poured out
However it finds form
The beauty's in the honesty
If dark, it still feels warm
Emotion or experience
Can both have their offspring
A message screaming for a voice
Wants out so it can sing
Parents can see within their child
beauty when others don't
But beauty's found in many forms
Finds ways to touch our souls
Each message, voice, or energy
We put down and we share
Can look and feel like one before
To each of us it's rare
We chip off a piece of ourselves
Bit of soul to donate
Rippling through the Universe
Each time when we create
Give life to it and let it out
don't warp or try to bend
A tale conveyed with honesty
A true 'share' when you send
*There's nothing more one should expect
Message belongs to you
Wrap heartfelt words in blood & soul
Is all
that we
can do*
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Jun 7, 2018
Jun 7, 2018 at 5:28 PM UTC
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Yesterday was writing when I
got caught up in the hype
No solid idea in my head
but fiending for those likes
Without realizing, drifted back
Put on my old routine
Code that is approval-seeking
had slipped in sight unseen
With resistance dredging forward;
syllables I force out
No clear idea the words to say
or what it is about
I gather up a garbage pile
but spray it with Febreze
The opposite I want to share
for everyone to see
*Poetry is a translation
formatted into words
The boundless dreams, creative thoughts;
grounded through the absurd
No rules, guidelines or self restraint
should implement or use
Allow your soul to lead the way;
emotions are the muse*
**However, I feel there's one thing
each writer should possess
Embedded within character:
innately we possess
It's not a rule or a guideline
A path one adheres to
More like a vessel that each word
is birthed and traveled through
Gives life to ink with its voice
reciting what's written
If poetry is the email
than this is how you 'send'**
If one is honest and truthful
Then filled the "requisites"
Defined by the Creator
only he or she can set
Whatever the thing we all have
mulling around inside
For some of us it's breaking out
And others it will hide
Can't quantify or explain it
It's not 'one-size-fits-all'
Sometimes it's clear and plain to see
Some hide behind a wall
Ultimately, we get it out
in words, it manifests
Feel at times that I can transcend
Others, ripped from my chest
It's not about looking "pretty"
Fitting into a box
We need more than 'cookie-cutter'
Don't want just Goldilocks
Staying intact after poured out
However it finds form
The beauty's in the honesty
If dark, it still feels warm
Emotion or experience
Can both have their offspring
A message screaming for a voice
Wants out so it can sing
Parents can see within their child
beauty when others don't
But beauty's found in many forms
Finds ways to touch our souls
Each message, voice, or energy
We put down and we share
Can look and feel like one before
To each of us it's rare
We chip off a piece of ourselves
Bit of soul to donate
Rippling through the Universe
Each time when we create
Give life to it and let it out
don't warp or try to bend
A tale conveyed with honesty
A true 'share' when you send
*There's nothing more one should expect
Message belongs to you
Wrap heartfelt words in blood & soul
Is all
that we
can do*
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Written: June 6, 2018
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