Open Poetry #21 |
Then Olga smiled and said... |
Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA |
Then Olga smiled and said: “Poetry’s easy to write, just find a vein and cut it…” In the cold bathroom light, like a martyr, I bled and laughed out loud, cold-blooded. People walked by, grinning and mocking: “Look at the freak, lifting his pen like a razor!” while my eyes reflected the black ink, seeing something amazing! Listen, you, English majors, buried in your books like in empty caskets, with a line of my verse, I can open your steel rib-cages, just ask me! With a swoop of my pen, I can set your souls free, I can fill them with wisdom and honor… there’s more life, there’s more hope, there’s more truth in me than in you’ll find in your best marijuana. Listen, devout followers of corrupted religions, reading your bibles, perplexed and puzzled, open your ears as I recite my visions, I’m the Thirteenth Apostle. You, astronomers, writing you last dissertations, why don’t you gaze instead into the depths of my eyes?! there you'll find more constellations than you see in your clouded skies.... All of you, Listen to me! I’m your poet! turn away from the turmoil of daily strife! With rhyme and reason, In a single moment, I can explain to you the meaning of life! Don’t you see how I’m stumbling, coughing and wheezing, practically fainting, drained and depleted? Olga,-- I know that writing poetry’s easy! but what is a poet without a reader? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Olga was my poetry prof. in college last semester... i wrote this poem for an assingment... Hope you like it! Check out my poetry here: |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Interesting...did Olga like it...James |
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