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Published on March 25, 2007 By dynamaso In Poetry
I've decided to post the following poems. I'm not particularly happy with any of them, but they each have a certain something... Hopefully, you, dear reader, will see what it is too.

Untitled #2

If I was trapped under an avalanche
If I was being thrown to the lions
If I was caught in the middle of a riot
I wouldn’t want to be with you

If I was carrying a deadly infectious disease
If I was being stalked by a serial killer
If I was living in a box under a bridge
I wouldn’t want to be with you

If I was lost in the desert without water
If I was being chased down by gangsters
If I was sucked into a black hole vortex
I wouldn’t want to be with you

If I was about to be hit by a train
If I was abandoned in the woods for dead
If I was food for some alien race
I wouldn’t want to be with you

I am not trapped, I am not food
I am not endangered, diseased
Or infectious

I am not bait, I am not helpless
I am not thirsting, desperate
Or witless

I am not chaotic, I am not careless
I am not abandoned, alone
Or appertising

I am only thankful
I am forever grateful
You came along and saved me
Before I even needed saving


Scarlet Spell

Underneath her scarlet spell
We plunder moments
Lost in translating
Complex patterns
Of movement and limbs

Overtaking her russet delights
You pamper splendour
Sealed with kisses
Your muse of pleasure
Interprets my demands and whims

You remind me how I love you
A metaphorical pinch
Then a physical surrender
To lie side by side
Clasping hands

I don’t pretend I love you
There is nothing to pretend


Simply Be
I have these internal discourses
Meandering to and from the pit
Not so much to myself
As with myself
Dissecting mundanities of the day
For tidbits of inspiration

I better observe situations
At a distance
Because up close
I have no control over my emotions
I tend to stagger, trip, fall
Over words and phrases

I dig a hole of my own making
Burying my dignity
Pulling all the dirt
Down on me
Then having to use only my heart
To free myself again

But I remind myself each time
These incidents make me better
Give me the strength
To stand up against
The weight of others' opinion
When they hardly know me

I have these internal dialogues
Weaving from topic to topic
Not so much about myself
As for myself
To let go of what others might think
And allow myself to simply be


Comments
on Mar 25, 2007
Untitled#2: quirky, fascinating and enigmatic

Scarlet Spell: deliciously expressive and descriptive

Simply Be: imbued with feeling, claustrophobic desperation yielding to self acceptance


I envy you your flexibility of style. I mean, I sometimes wish I could escape the oppressively pounding metre of my poetry. I think I'll try to practice something with a freer flow soon. The other thing I do too much is over-edit and second-guess. Sometimes some of the good stuff gets filtered out. The final thing for me to remember is that I'm not Maso, ShovelHeat or Tova or any of the other great writers around here and shouldn't try to be exactly like them. I guess I'm looking for myself (my inner writer), like you're looking for yours (psst...I think you've found him).
on Mar 25, 2007
Simply Be is dead on, Maso. It strikes a resonant chord, illuminating...

(Dear God, if if I weren't so ~ahem~ hammered at the moment I'd leave a more profound comment, lol! But I figger you get my drift...)

(psst...I think you've found him).


I agree with Doc Don. And I think Doc Don's on the money too. I envy HIS ability at the poetry thing...

on Mar 26, 2007
Don,

These three pieces started as exercises, never meant for other's consumption. But I figured what the heck, I'm only going to get better with external scrutiny. I was thinking no one would really understand what I'm on about but then the best poets hid their lives behind metaphors, their likes and dislikes in obtuse phrases.

over-edit and second-guess


Yeah, I try real hard not to do this. But sometimes it is hard not to. And then, of course, there are those obvious spelling mistakes that slip through. As for finding my inner writer, I still don't know if I have, but I think I'm getting closer all the time.

Glad you enjoyed these and thanks for your comments.

Shovel,

'Simply Be' is my favourite of the three. It is very much how I think sometimes, particularly after hard days.

Dear God, if if I weren't so ~ahem~ hammered at the moment


Mate, if I was hammered, I don't think I could even type let alone leave anything even vaguely profound. Regardless, thanks for your comments, mate. They're always appreciated.
on Mar 26, 2007
I enjoyed all three. The first two made me smile and think of Rose. 'Simply Be' was my favorite. Maybe 'cause it hits home the most.

I like your style of writing. It's something I can't do. Sometimes you read articles in the writing section and you feel inspired, then there's those times you feel intimidated.

Just curious, what didn't you like about your poems?
on Mar 26, 2007
Chris,

Thanks for your comments, mate. I hope you're inspired and not intimidated by these pieces. I've never been one to intimidate anyone and I would hate to start now.

Just curious, what didn't you like about your poems?


Good question, mate. It wasn't so much I didn't like these, I just wasn't happy with any of them. Sometimes, when I write something new, everything just clicks, the words, the phrasings, the metre, everything. Other times, I write to explore an idea but it jsut doesn't come out the way I feel it. These poems were more in the second category for me, although in review, 'Simply Be' is better for me with each reading.
on Mar 26, 2007
Whip,

You're absolutely right, of course. As I said in my response to Dr. Don, those dastardly spelling (and grammatical mistakes) slipped through. I tried to go back and edit them out but JU wouldn't let me. It annoyed me I couldn't fix 'em, let me tell you.

Still, I'm glad you were able to see past these to the beauty of them. Thanks you for noticing.
on Mar 26, 2007
Yay, I was finally able to go back and edit the spelling and grammatical mistakes out (thanks Whip).

I read these a number of times but I think because I was so close to them, I saw what I thought should be there rather than what really was. It is funny how the mind plays these sorts of tricks.
on Mar 26, 2007
Whip,

The use of 'was' is deliberate. I like the informality of it and was hoping it would allude to a desperate past of the writer.

I will go to everypoet.com and have a look. Thanks for letting me know about it. I'm interested in seeing what others outside JU might think of my poetry. Like you say, it would be good to have some vultures have a go at my work because I'm sure it could do with some sharpening up.

Thanks again for your responses. Much appreciated...
on Mar 27, 2007
Whip,

I've registered with Everypoet.com and am trying to decide which poem I will post first. I've had a good look through the different threads. Some of the poems are fairly ordinary but some of them are fantastic. I like that no one seems to take any of the criticism, even the harshest criticism, to heart. I would really like to find out where I'm going wrong and improve my techniques.

Thanks again for pointing me in their direction. As I said, it is very much appreciated. I will keep you updated on how it goes too.
on Mar 27, 2007
Heh, I don't know an iambic pentameter from a peter-meter (that's a yardstick ain't it?) but I do enjoy perusing the poetry here...

Keep it up, Maso and Buddah and DrDonald and Whip and, and...I gotta be leaving somebody out! But anyway, keep it up...
on Mar 27, 2007
a peter-meter (that's a yardstick ain't it?)


Thanks for the laugh, mate.
on Mar 28, 2007
a peter-meter (that's a yardstick ain't it?)

you have some big milestones to say something like that!

a peter meter for a meter peter?

OK, I'm done   
on Mar 28, 2007
@ Don