Individuality

sometimes one tires of all the precautions, admonitions and restrictions of "accreditation"

Individuality                                                                                          

 

On-gallant, run the wise words �" cultured. 

Imposing paint splashed across my virgin canvas,

and color yet creation with taint of yesterday’s confines,

all wisened puff with pompous of a billowed cloud,

that smothers imagination’s mouth lest breathe a fresher air,

I huddle - as one naked, fearful of judgment by those fully robed.

 

I pray my thoughts may yet run bare

in open meadows all to see,

the joyous escape of unrestraint

bold gooseflesh raised in ribaldry!

Then paint in words a graphic nude

all flesh and charms full on display,

regaling in - gasp!, licentious poses

impassion even those most staid.

 

Perchance at least just one inspire �"

one moment, think a different way.

We learn convention’s discipline:

observe all rules.

My pluck? I'll ne'er retire!

 

by Rikkevi Rue copyright 2010 all rights reserved

Author's Note

all reviews are welcome

Reviews

[ice]

A very strong statement, so well formed in this poem...love it.
Pastoral/romantic in ways:
"Pray my thoughts may yet run bare
in open meadows all to see.."

but urban, suburban, and rural...all liberals in those places should read.
for we are the the poets, we are the individuals who fight
by the sword of words for individual rights.

I don't want to "learn conventions discilplines" either..I have seen what they have done.
When I was young, pre teen, I had to learn and go by them...
What I found is, that what their aim was, was to retire my pluck.

This poem was a joy to read..Thank you Rikkevi

[Tate Morgan]

Perchance at least just one inspire

one moment think a different way.

Then learn convention’s disciplines,

observe all rules-my pluck retire.

Just once I would love to think that I too had inspired anothers life and times Very poignant indeed

[Robin]

Indidviduality , such a strong theme along my own path . this has me thinking of those true artists - who stretched the boundaries of Art - I think of Dali and Pollock , I think of Jimi Hendrix , I think of Basho and think of all who strip away all that isn't their self , learn their artistic voice and then - to let it bloom

[Weepingmoon]

Sounds like my song :P Fab write!!!!

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I want to run naked through the corridors of my mind and give a v's up at the window of conventional thinking!!

I loved the sentiment behind this..rules are there is be broken..that's rule number one!!

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

enriched with the colors of spirit energy~ fleshed with the beauty of language~