Why I Hate Poetry

Why I Hate Poetry

A Poem by Aunre
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Why I hate poetry.

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Poetry, that toxic slime
Made by man, woman and child
That think they can pull words
Out of the air and by some
Simple means known only to
Those that...
    love or despair or
Heartlessly think to care
Contrive to climb the slimy walls
Where their minds grow in caverns small
Bounded by bone and hair and flesh
Putrid thoughts abounding fresh
With each day their legions grow.

So they sew, is it any wonder that
When it snows there is a gloom
Beneath the virgin white where
Frigid air brings limited sight
And tears well up but without emotion?
For that would require some strange notion
That there is a place in the universe at large
For those that think that to be a bard
Is ever, ever so wonderful.

But they have no clue that a world in pain
Has no need for trite refrain or passionate pleas
On bended knee.

Know all such aspiring that the monarch of language
Would as deign see a poet tossed into the sea
As hear them babble of thee and me and this and
That or compose refrains of philosophic pratt
That bend the mind and twist the nature of puzzle
While all the time waiting for adoring praise to
Fall as manna from heaven or coins tossed over
Their personal garden walls by passing strangers
Large, small, tall, peeping, creeping, waxing
Waning -- all of them then complaining about
What it is that vexes thee but no clue, no clue
Have they... yet they perceive something storied, an
Image of a contestation, a line of scrimmage.

But, alas, it is not. 

No poet was ever shot
But that the world was done a favor and language
Released to be what it savors, wild, unrepentantly
Glorious in its own right -- simply because it is.

© 2014 Aunre


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You took the venom right out of my mouth. Useless the whole bunch of them. Tar and feathers are a waste of hydrocarbon and poultry. Now, there was that time when the other guys were starting to sprout pubic hair and I was still behind in slick last place as per usual. Tennyson, a big hairy b*****d, hit me with "Light Brigade" that was a hairy poem for a kid, then I got gobsmacked with Kipling and "If." Not saying it took my mind completely away from hormones, that wasn't going to happen, but it helped. Later, hair in place and parts in working order, She broke it off. The first should always be recalled in capitals I think. In that time Charlotte Mew stepped in with "I So Liked Spring" which cheered me up not one bit. I found out I didn't invent the situation I was in and that was nice of her, Consoling Charlotte I mean, not She.

You're pretty good at the this stuff you despise. Got me thinking at any rate.

Posted 9 Years Ago


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Aunre

9 Years Ago

We, the collective "we", tend to find inspiration in the oddest places. I'm not saying this "inspire.. read more
TShaw

9 Years Ago

I do hope I do not snarl too much. That and slobbering are among the failings we, "the pack we," ha.. read more



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You took the venom right out of my mouth. Useless the whole bunch of them. Tar and feathers are a waste of hydrocarbon and poultry. Now, there was that time when the other guys were starting to sprout pubic hair and I was still behind in slick last place as per usual. Tennyson, a big hairy b*****d, hit me with "Light Brigade" that was a hairy poem for a kid, then I got gobsmacked with Kipling and "If." Not saying it took my mind completely away from hormones, that wasn't going to happen, but it helped. Later, hair in place and parts in working order, She broke it off. The first should always be recalled in capitals I think. In that time Charlotte Mew stepped in with "I So Liked Spring" which cheered me up not one bit. I found out I didn't invent the situation I was in and that was nice of her, Consoling Charlotte I mean, not She.

You're pretty good at the this stuff you despise. Got me thinking at any rate.

Posted 9 Years Ago


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Aunre

9 Years Ago

We, the collective "we", tend to find inspiration in the oddest places. I'm not saying this "inspire.. read more
TShaw

9 Years Ago

I do hope I do not snarl too much. That and slobbering are among the failings we, "the pack we," ha.. read more
i have many things to say here. First of all, the speaker is slamming poetry and those who write it, but in the doing so she is slamming herself as well...What can the words really do? how do they really help...?

even if Plath said that readers want to read from someone who has been there and felt the worst...do they really?

as poets do we just assume that is true? are we just dumping our crap on them...our pain, sorrow, misery...but then in ways readers read us and relate, they see someone else going through what they are and feel some kind of kinship---
and really are the words ours? i have never thought so...i feel like a conduit and that they just come through me like i am some instrument.
i don't know if we write really matters at all...i know most of us have no choice, we need to...and if it benefits others great...but if we are just making immaterial noise, so be it...and we may be just doing that.

there is such a fragile ego to the poet, yet at the same time an arrogance that says..."we know how it feels and we know how to put it into the words most can't"---

a really strong and insightful piece of writing here.

jacob

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Aunre

9 Years Ago

Thank you for reading, Jacob. You are, of course, correct in many of your perceptions with respect .. read more
My goodness! What a castigation of us all! You're right… there is incredible hubris in the creative process, perhaps more so in poetry than any other medium. But, what would life be without poetry… without the voice of our souls?

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Aunre

10 Years Ago

The voice of our souls... I sigh, "Ahh", another unanswerable question. Rhetorical but well-sharpen.. read more
MomzillaNC

10 Years Ago

You're welcome. There's definitely a weird kinship in your prose to D. Adams.
Good lord. I think I must now stop writing poetry because you took my petty words and gutted me with them. Everything you said, true. Who the hell do we think we are.
UofAuthor sent me this. Not sure if it was an admonition but I am in awe of this write.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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Aunre

10 Years Ago

Don't stop writing, please... and certainly not because of something I have written. I don't think I.. read more
TL Boehm

10 Years Ago

I thought your poem was simply amazingly stunning. That is the beauty of a real poet - he or she can.. read more
You're are very Brave indeed to write this but
there has to be feeling or emotion when writing
but a Poem can be anything it likes.


The Title is what caught my eye I simply love this.


I loved the last lines they were simply Beautiful.

No poet was ever shot
But that the world was done a favor and language
Released to be what it savors, wild, unrepentantly
Glorious in its own right -- simply because it is.



Thank you for sharing this Beautiful piece.

Blessings. kindred poet

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Aunre

10 Years Ago

Thank you for your comments, KB. Yes, I suppose it has a sort of beauty. Perhaps the kind we all s.. read more
Benita-Staebell M - KindredPoet

10 Years Ago

You're very welcome. It's my pleasure. I will defiantly be reading more of your piece of writings .. read more
This was interesting, what I enjoyed the most you have your own style and you write with complete freedom...keep it up my friend

Posted 10 Years Ago


Aunre

10 Years Ago

Thank you, AA. "Style," such an interesting word. You should writing something about it perhaps... .. read more
A. Amos

10 Years Ago

You're most welcome my friend and will do...
This is different & I like it a lot. Excellent write, great imagery :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


Aunre

10 Years Ago

Thank you, Ars G.P..
I haven't heard from you in a century and it's nice to see3 you come back with something that only a transgressional poet could understand while drowning . I love it. I love it a lot.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Aunre

10 Years Ago

Yea, I'm in my winter-hermit-hibernation phase. BTW, Kleio, I love your comment! Honestly, when I .. read more
Kleio13

10 Years Ago

hahaha thank you
A poem about hating poetry that is yet such a great poem...... I like it.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Aunre

10 Years Ago

Thank you, Casanova3.
I enjoyed this, and its title made me want to read it. Every once in awhile, you have to write about writing!

Posted 10 Years Ago


Aunre

10 Years Ago

Thank you, Mollie.
Mollie Fitzner

10 Years Ago

Not sure if I asked you to read "My Mind's Chaotic Maze" which I wrote in 1974...but YOU are the rea.. read more

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