Creative Writing Thursday
Advancing Confusion Through Poetry
I hope you understand
all these thoughts in my head
what I'm trying to Say
I said this line already
I'll say it again
My thoughts always flowing
From the present to the again
I feal I'm speaking circles
My thoughts are all around
But when they come out
They're just cyclic, round
I said this line already
I"ll say it again
Wheels in my head turning
Thoughts my mouth outcoming
Confusing it may be
these words I call poetry
Is it really poetry?
Probably Not.
Does what I say make sense?
Probably Not.
What I'm trying to say
all these thoughts in my head
I hope you understand
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Dead spots in airwaves,
ensured by acidic hair sprays,
constantly enraged farm animals,
wearing OshKoshBGosh and wearing Geranimals,
invading my dreams and it seems,
my brain needs some smart cream.
Insanity swarms at nightfall,
because if the day totters, we might fall
Trees sway and uproot bushes,
because when shoves become pushes,
only the big survive,
the smaller thrive on staying alive,
and pretending not to be shy.
Understand what's meant,
reality's closer to being bent,
then going straight down the avenue,
so be sure to tell the world, what happened to you?
Posted by: I'm Not Talking To You. . .So Stop Reading My Comments | March 4, 2005 11:13 AM
Uhmm intersting. This isn't really poetry, but I love this joke, "What do you call a deer with no eyes?" "I have no idea." Ha Ha funny right? I just love that crazy joke!!
Posted by: Ashley K. Bone "The Shulammite Girl" | March 7, 2005 05:18 PM