"i write/ i wrong"
amen,
and in the end...i am the mist man...and also the missed man....
never really accomplished anything...just got into a routine i seemed afraid to break out of...
so i didn't...
this is well presented in both content and form.
they work so well together...
j.
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5 Years Ago
once again, j. you see to the very heart, of the things I try to hide from, although posting on-line.. read moreonce again, j. you see to the very heart, of the things I try to hide from, although posting on-line is not exactly hiding, but you know what I mean, thanks as always for reading j.
I rarely talk about form anymore these days but I'm gonna have to say the flow and form of this is great. the content is very much a familiar tune to me but for me I would add that I got caught up in the cycle to hide from the reality and pain of the unresolved as much as the safety of the humdrum! I was ironically just thinking how the years between 12 and 45 were chocked full of stupidity I wish I could go back and jack slap myself into waking up:) but I suppose all that will just have to hang in the mist
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5 Years Ago
thanks again for reading my s**t, B your line about hiding from reality and immersing your self in t.. read morethanks again for reading my s**t, B your line about hiding from reality and immersing your self in the humdrum is spot on, you would be amazed at the poems and song to be heard in the thrum whacka thrum screech of factory noise, lol, the stupidity of living life on a whim and a bottle of wine can be a wonderful thing, the stupidity of marrying the wrong woman, well...
Glad you managed to find room for the 5 knuckle shuffle, as the penis is the bedrock of most men's existence. From early years when as a baby the todger is pulled and stretched, to teens when it spits out it's approval of our never fulfilled fantasies then into adulthood where it often has more away over our actions than the brain, the penis rules :)
Enjoyed the read Gram, work tomorrow :((
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5 Years Ago
and a wank in the middle, you seem to know the male penis very well?
5 Years Ago
I've been the proud owner of a small one for nigh on 58 years
Routine. It is the ordinary boring routine of each day which gives us a framework. Without it we go crazy. Some crazier than others. I know if I didn't have a routine, I'd end up bonkers. All this routine and one day when we stop breathing maybe someone will miss us as we disappear for ever into the mists of eternity.
Chris
Posted 5 Years Ago
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5 Years Ago
lol, very deep, Chris, thanks for reading, we will be mist but will we be missed,
Blame that guy who said you need to get into a routine.
Now you need to get out of that routine and into another routine that isn't a routine.
This is why they invented the Pub.
Posted 5 Years Ago
5 Years Ago
lol, thanks Paul, aye the Pub slips in nicely, in between routine,
Gram, I think "The Mist Mind" might find company in the Cafe and beyond. This routine, structured as if life in box (based on format), is one difficult to escape. Society and its love of conformity seems to push us into this type of existence.
Oddly, as I studied your overall format up there, I thought about the Rorschach test, and I tried to analyze this poem not only by the words but as an inkblot we might use to examine personality characteristics and emotional functioning. Maybe that's another poem.
You have an accomplished brand of complex poetry in simple formats, and like the others, this one was a pleasure to read (though difficult to accept, knowing how much it represents our lives today).
once again, thanks for the great review, R.E. would love to know what personality characteristics an.. read moreonce again, thanks for the great review, R.E. would love to know what personality characteristics and emotional functioning you found in your Rorschach test, lol
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Well, gram, I'm simply an amorphous inkblot, mostly black. Maybe it's just called a stain. :) As fo.. read moreWell, gram, I'm simply an amorphous inkblot, mostly black. Maybe it's just called a stain. :) As for you, you can make your own assessment.
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pretty much an amorphous inkblot, mostly lilac, myself, dude
There was a sort of inevitable sense (in my mind) that this was going to end with I die. Even now, I feel like that’s coming, but I’m glad for the hanging ending rather than any kind of finality. I actually like that it ends where it began because that lends a kind of continuum. In a good way.
Though I feel like the grind continuum is partly the point, there’s more in my imagination. The self being the center and all those things that keep us alive. Some more gratifying than others. All those things make the moving pictures of our lives. And with so much of our living happening in that cycle, why the hell not memorialize the trials of adulting.
I was thinking of bringing up Beckett again, his fail better mantra, but I think we’re on a different plain with this one. Maybe a stop the ride I want to get off, but not really, kind of plain. I don’t know. I just liked the play on words (mist/missed) and the formatting is great. The mist man isn’t as invisible as he thinks ever, is he. At least that’s my lesson from literature. All those mist men making their ways into stories.
Cool poem, Gram.
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5 Years Ago
hanks again, Eilis for a great review, had a particularly mundane week at work so had plenty of time.. read morehanks again, Eilis for a great review, had a particularly mundane week at work so had plenty of time to think, the joys of menial labour, just ask Einstein, lol
straight away love the creative work with form! and the word play in your comment ... i don't think you mist a thing there jacko! :) thank you .... the missed has cleared for me now! :))))))))))))))))))))))))))))
E.
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5 Years Ago
haha, thanks, E, I can see clearly now, the drunk's been drunk and I think I thunk,
"i write/ i wrong"
amen,
and in the end...i am the mist man...and also the missed man....
never really accomplished anything...just got into a routine i seemed afraid to break out of...
so i didn't...
this is well presented in both content and form.
they work so well together...
j.
Posted 5 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
5 Years Ago
once again, j. you see to the very heart, of the things I try to hide from, although posting on-line.. read moreonce again, j. you see to the very heart, of the things I try to hide from, although posting on-line is not exactly hiding, but you know what I mean, thanks as always for reading j.
Caged In An Animal's Mind
Caged in an animal's mind;
No wish to be more or else
Than I am; a smile and a grief
Of breath that thinks with its blood,
Yet straining despite; unsure
In my stir .. more..