Poetry tells of the soul's condition..
Happiness is sometimes a secret
that is never revealed
in words..
Poetically Correct.. may not be the aim..
But we express a heart's tone, texture, depth
just the same..
Hope that time is a long way off.
I suppose in the end, the words change.
No longer flowing into rhyme.
Maybe no longer flowing at all.
But that's what history is for.
In the end, that's what we are.
I was once told that an idiot was borderline of genius if that were the case I think many of us qualify especially with our writing techniques. Its been a long time since I wrote, because with work and online school its hard to find time very humorous write J
Posted 7 Years Ago
7 Years Ago
thank you for your words, Bill...nice to see you back.
j.
Nicely self-effacing diatribe! You make being a fuddy-duddy sound like an artful situation! Don't we all have our stretches of feeling totally inadequate? You've painted this gently & lyrically (((HUGS)))
DAMN, I fully expected this to be addressed to me. Many a time called that by teachers at school...." Stevenson you're an idiot "
Very few o my poems are precious to me and am often surprised as to how well they are received ( unless that is folk being kind)
Hope you are well Jacob
Posted 7 Years Ago
7 Years Ago
it's often the poems we write we feel the least pleased with that end up pleasing the most readers.... read moreit's often the poems we write we feel the least pleased with that end up pleasing the most readers...
thank you, Gee.
j.
i am glad your protagonist is ascending in the end ...and has the humility to recognize his propensity to misspell (among other faults) ... perhaps poetry heaven awaits him ...i would wager, much to his big surprise
E.
The last two lines made me smile! When we are gone, who will know how significant our words were to us? Who will care? I guess the answer is, "It does not matter." We write because we must....it is who we are and even if that makes us boring, it's okay. Lydi**
Posted 7 Years Ago
7 Years Ago
yes, it is who we are, for sure.
thank you for your words, Lydi...
It's funny; I was just looking at my poems last night and thinking the same thing. Perhaps when I die I'll have them cremated with me.
But on good days my poems are the little treasures I myself created, and that's why I write. I suspect you're the same.
haha, Man I love your writing. You tell it like it is, the reality is, we're all getting older and they say the older you become the wiser you get, this is true but it's also the more practical you become as well. You're one cool cat jacob, I don't know if this means anything to you but I idolize you and you are definitely full of surprises. If you misspell any last words, your friends at the Cafe will be sure to call it out. Then again, your words are timeless and will live on in the minds of all you've inspired here and elsewhere. Love you buddy! great write.
Posted 7 Years Ago
7 Years Ago
i really appreciate you, Keegan...you are a kind gent!
Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..