Weave Chaotic

the formless form 

hope of return 

I wish to go 

chaotic can become somewhat dreary 

when the s0-called artists of this mess

are the average 

he and she 

the tangled tangents 

life 

keep tangling 

serving only to add to the chaotic 

what purpose?

what was the purpose?

indeed! 

be careful how you wave your weave

… and evolution continues to unfold 

yes, 

even with you, 

you dreary beast 

you have learnt how to tie knots

and tangle some more

I will retrace every last step 

to escape this chaotic conundrum 

for, it is to the 

formless form 

I shall return 

Reviews

[drew garner]

I really dig this have you ever released a book of your poems?

[KWP]

Hey DREW - thanks for the read - nah I have not released a book with my poetry - do ya think I should give it a bash someday?

[drew garner]

Yes I do. your work far more engaging than the average writer on here, and some of it is among the most inspiring work I have come across in the last couple of years.

[KWP]

that's such a wonderful thing to hear - you have inspired me to keep writing, which is what I need reminding of right now - for that I thank you so much XX

[B]

I think this mess is the point
to retrace all the steps
the moments
the instances

to make sense of it all !!

[barleygirl]

Your poem seems like a wispy version of my life, how I was addicted to drama for so many of those early years, then I learned to let go of "form" as a driving force, but still the drama can sweep one up & become tempting to stay a while. It may sound boring, but the "formless form" is actually a much more interesting place to hang out! *wink! wink!* Fondly, Margie

[Coyote Poetry]

I do the same dear Poet.
"I will retrace every last step
to escape this chaotic conundrum"
I retrace things done and try to do better. Always a pleasure to read your work. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[emmajoy]

' .. you have learnt how to tie knots - and tangle some more - I will retrace every last step - to escape this chaotic conundrum ... '

A patchwork of thoughts, a process of thinking or being outside the norm, perhaps? Does one reach a point when logic and imagination vie for clarity perhaps? I've often wondered if we need keep life compartmentalised to live freely? Perhaps YOUR words are talking aloud, saying similar - just can't decide. Outside the self are - of course, other's influence, behaviour. How then to separate chaff from.. essence from.. etc.

Your writing - always oddly precise - in spite of.. often bewilders but, same time, inspires me to think more. Tis too easy to read elssewhere and NOT wonder or think about the words. Your mind goes all over a surface as if searching for meanings.. or cleaning up the useless. Perhaps!

[Davidgeo]

To be formless is nothing.

Your desire to be so is the most profoundly difficult obstacle toward being so.

Always forget that.

[KWP]

ha - true be true ... :D

[Einstein Noodle]

we do weave tangled webs at times don't we ... and/or get caught in them ...sometimes unawares .. keep it simple says i! when it really comes to it ... its all about each breath ... ohmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! in comes the good air out goes the bad air :)))))))) "...s0-called artists" ... lets see ... who is it pumps them up above what they are???? the press??? Hollywood??? (big time me thinks) Ma and Pa?? (for sure) .. our myths perhaps ... what really holds my attention is your speaker retracing every last step ... not sure that will have a fruitful outcome ... unless maybe a recognition and a letting go ... into the formless form ... which by the way is my favored no form form ... lots to think about after reading this my wonderful friend

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i relate to this this way...i see a poet who used to free write free verse to express and discharge the grief, heartbreak whatever chaotic feelings there are. But gradually this poet writes him or herself into a corner by conforming to form....and within what seems so perfectly expressed, the chaotic feelings are trapped but not emoted...the chaos just gets worse., and it is not released. This poet wants to go back to the free form...
This is so damn good, and especially the inverted phrase of "wave your weave"--
j.