You like "street" imagery, don't you, Kevin?  I'm trying to interperet this poem as best I can...

quote:

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Same street walking
Three A.M.
“Someday”, stalking
-Always been
Lost my sense of who and when
Must have burnt away again

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I took that to be a description of some sort of sudden inspiration. "Same street walking," as I see it, is a similar experience being had... on second thought, it might even be literal, the "same street" being a street that the speaker goes for walks on at night. "'Someday', stalking -Always been" kind of trips me up after that... I think it's intended to describe some kind of anticipation or hope that is plaguing the speaker's mind... something that they are waiting to happen.  

The last two lines of this stanza are the fluid act of the narrator being over-absorbed in his thoughts, losing himself, his sense of "who and when."  You once again remind the reader that this is a familiar event, ending the last line in "again."  Hmm...

quote:

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Try to find it in my pen
Bleed the ink of this and then
Watch it loop, fall strict, and bend
Spill the thoughts my mind will lend
Drink them up, as one befriends
Give them trust, and trust defend
See them as they are and end
Same street waking
Three A.M.

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This is a bit easier than the first stanza.  You take your feelings, "try to find it" in poetry, as in, try to put it into words... then as you write, you encode it, wrap it in symbolism, metaphor, et cetera.  Those who "befriend;" your friends, I assume; are entrusted with the poem.  They are to read it, and keep the feeling close to them.  "See them as they are" implies that it's meant for this person to learn and know the meaning, to keep it close and "defend" it... then, the "waking" in the end (I almost didn't notice it was "waking" not "walking..." hehe...) is either the reader of the poetry coming into realization of what is written... or the writer coming out of his trance of lost sense of "who and when."  Know what I mean?  Well, this is just my interperetation of it... same street analysis, 5:41 A.M.  

I really like how this was written, Kevin... you've built a fantastic combination of meter and rhyme.  All of the structure here is terrifically thought-through and the flow is unrivaled... a very good piece.  High praise to you.  

Parasite

Learn to place poetry before people
Before you place your poetry before the people.
~Andrey Kneller

...this is relatively different to what Im used to reading from you, although, like LP said, you seem to gather a lot of imspiration from the 'street'. I personally didnt connect with the poem as much as I normally do with your poetry. I bet it has a lot of meaning and symbolism, but I dont think its the right time of day for me to delve into it. Keep posting buddy...

Are you scared?              BOO! Are you now?

at first i wondered why white oleander was in the six dollar bargain bin.

and then i read it.

Kevin~
I have to say that I've really been enjoying
your poetry recently,and this is no exception.
Love the imagery and the overall feel of this poem.
VERY nicely done.
~Vicky

"...until you have read the verse on his heart,
you have not truly met the poet.
~vlraynes