Oh my goodness… when you work through the process of writing a poem based on a form, like the Blitz, which you will see below, the result can be surprising and maybe a little disconcerting. (That was a weird first sentence…)
Again, I don’t want people to start thinking that I am in a bad way. I am writing poems and this one went down a path. I simply followed and let it be what it became. I was going to spend some time editing and working through the rough patches to make it “better”. What is better though? Sometimes I think the initial run, unadulterated, is ok and should stand as it is.
That being said, I also just wanted to get done so I can do some reading. Maybe I’m artsy, or maybe I’m lazy, OR MMAAYYBE I am really excited about the book I am reading. Whatever the case, here’s a poem like object for your consideration.
Peace from care Keep your distance Keep the peace Peace is rare Peace within Within your reach Within certain limits Limits to what can be endured Limits to my patience Patience fails Patience and love Love to walk around Love to get to know you You are my friend You know me so well Well enough to know better Well, at least that’s what I thought Thought about running away Thought about meeting you in the dark Dark is my favorite Dark is my soul Soul sister can I be your mister Soul searching makes me weary Weary and weak Weary of what others say Say what you need to say Say anything Anything you want Anything you need Need to find a new way to live Need to know I’m heard Heard telling stories Heard through all the noise Noise and confusion Noise and calamity Calamity and chaos Calamity and fear Fear of the dark Fear of being alone Alone and in the cold Alone is how we exist Exist and contemplate life Exist and shrink to nothing Nothing of importance Nothing to anyone Anyone who will listen Anyone who will care Care who lives or dies Care for a wretched man Man Dies
Cheers!
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