Freestyle Poet With Wings

My good friend and mentor said,

"when you throw something away, there is no away"

 

So I say, "okay, Bring It!"

and now I'm stuck with another "it"

 

our language contrives these beasts

our body believes everything we say

we accumulate each other's words

some, forever and a day

 

words with wings and words that kill

never to have our fill

 

where do they go

how do we arrange them

can we make sense of them from memory

can we trust our feelings

enough to go by feel

What is "real"?

 

Perhaps it's some trick,

and some dormant gene awaits, ticking

inside of me is creation's seed

and God forbid I should cultivate further

a sense of humanity for humankind

it only causes others to question,

"Has he lost his mind?"

 

I reach and reach for that purity of speech

that would set everyone aloft

with grace, mercy, softness

and the caring of a Lion King

yet some part of the programming is also there

and it says, "Warning, leakage, system shutdown"

 

Down and Love

they are my true desire

transcending both their connotative and denotative sense

for my own sake,

and to pray for us all

 

there is no Fall to come

the WORD

caused our falling

 

It's coming time to stop our clever speeches

 

Rise Up!

 

 

Robin<3

Author's Note

freestyle is a tool I use as a writer to check in and see where I'm at...:)

Reviews

[Silent Kim aka mizmetap..]

can we make sense of them from memory

can we trust our feelings

enough to go by feel

What is "real"?

Big question, can we trust our feelings and what is real any way???

Very metaphysically written, my kind of work, questions with no real answers, seeing things through bipolar eyes

Your words are smooth, they flow with a nice beat, Nice easy read.

Excelent work.

Sent you friend request. please send read request when you post.

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intriguing write i must say. I like this, it drew me in.

[MichelleSun]

"our body believes everything we say"

Really? This is deep///I really have to think about this for another hour or more...hmmmm

keep up the excellence, ARTIST

[Periac]

this makes me want to drink with you....do not ask me why

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

What an intriquing and foreboding end...we that play with these words everyday. Very insightful piece. Interesting dialogue as well. Thank you for sharing you intense talent once again.
Light,
Siddartha

[Una Xoto]

I really dug this. I really felt the flow & the power behind the words. Nice piece.

[darkgurl]

This is a wonderful write here, I like this

I reach and reach for that purity of speech
that would set everyone aloft
with grace, mercy, softness

I like these lines, this whole write is wonderful...Kim

[lilain]

Me like-y! This stanza sticks out:

I reach and reach for that purity of speech
that would set everyone aloft
with grace, mercy, softness
and the caring of a Lion King
yet some part of the programming is also there
and it says, "Warning, leakage, system shutdown"

To me there is a struggle between what is and what is meant to be shared. There are walls that should be removed to reveal the splendor. But is the world ready? Will it turn away?

There is a yearning in my heart to expose what I keep bottled up and I test the cliff edge, but I refuse to jump and commit. I feel the same hesitancy in your poem, however I also feel as if you've already jumped and are waiting for the soft, beautiful landing... maybe you've already landed.

Well done, Robin.

[Gandré]

words with wings and words that kill

never to have our fill -------those were my favorite lines. I like how you wrote this poem. makes me feel well. great poem. thanks for reading my newest poem and your words.

[poddar kushal]

Purity of speech is always the meaningless hum inside. I wish I could catch it the way you have done so stylishly.