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This is my poem for the incredibly bor((ed)(ing))
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This is my poem for the incredibly bor((ed)(ing)) |
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Kevin Taylor Member
since 1999-12-23
Posts 185near Vancouver, BC, Canada 
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This is my poem for the incredibly bor((ed)(ing)) which is to say that a rant is alright but it needs be in verse! This is my poem for the incredibly bor((ed)(ing)) Ohhh.. i LOVE that line it remembered me about that time... and off we go. Thank you thankyou thankyouthankyouthink? Nah. But I can write like I might. Small i's first. drop the punct say nothing let your poems do the talking like they dialed up themselves TAKE NO CREDIT i am Via del Trutha. Om. Nascent. (truth like poetry cannot be defined... just ask a liar or a poet) HERE i wrote this for you so it must be useless Ohhhh... thankyou... it touched me in my deepspot every poet must seek agreement with everyone except me must deny agreement with fact MUSTMUSTMUST must NOT. you sit there and dress this stupid game with POETRY? call it poetry? TRASH. trashtrashtrash rash WAKE UP NOW or now or nowor from now alarmclockshavenoconscience snooze snooze z news. Kevin "Poetry is, at once, what you get... and how you got there." |
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jbouder Member Elite
since 1999-09-18
Posts 2534Whole Sort Of Genl Mish Mash |
Kevin: What can I say about this one? I liked it but I'm not quite sure why. It IS different. There are some stabbing insights tucked into this one that deserve refinement. For example, "(truth like poetry cannot be defined... just ask a liar or a poet)", is an inspired line but it was almost lost in the rant. I would love to see this entire poem developed. Later. Jim "If I rest, I rust." - Martin Luther |
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Kevin Taylor Member
since 1999-12-23
Posts 185near Vancouver, BC, Canada |
Ha! This was posted next to Trevor's rant last night... but his rant has been moved or worse I guess. This poem (poem?) is written from the perspective of that funky space between sleep and actual consciousness. That "truth line" is a keeper... almost a waste here.. and the "Via del trutha. Om. Nascent." NOTE TO ALL WHO READ THIS POEM (POEM?): It is not about you, your work or anyone who posts here, ever did, ever will. Deal? Deal. Kevin "Poetry is, at once, what you get... and how you got there." |
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Hawk183 Member
since 1999-12-24
Posts 130 |
Kevin, A little glimpse at insanity...  I like it...what can I say? It reads like wriring instructions for those who have been awake and wild eyed for days... Hawk |
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