So I wrote this one night in under 5 minutes. I let it play through me. Its not a poem because I did not write it to be one. I just let thoughts flow through me and wrote them without trying to attach association with them. Ive been working on this technique for some time. Some of my best poems were taken from a similar state of being. I often times would edit them and chop them up to be coherent but this one already seems to maintain a central theme to follow. let me know what you think. I honestly have not edited, nor did I deliberately try and construct this piece. It just came forth from underneath the surface. Perhaps at a later point Ill try to rework it so its a real poem but for now I have no intention in altering it. Just trying to give you a taste of where my conscious mind draws from when I silence my thoughts and just tune in to myself. Enjoy.
Just let it all out. Without a care. Without a doubt. It doesn’t matter anymore. Everything is different from before. Whats done is done its gone and past. The present waiting to be grasped. The duty left to be untouched. Its waiting for you to pick it up. Its waiting for you to get unstuck. Waiting for you to give up luck. Even after everything you can still be yourself. What is it that you want to do? What are you trying to achieve. What is your purpose? Its waiting for you to answer to its call. It calls you through your dreams. Through your inner thoughts. Through the sun your children bought. Through the love your children brought to the alter, after dark, in the fields on that young night. We danced the dance and lived the dream, we danced our dreams into being. This is nothing. Just for me. Just so I can feel like Steve. Write the words I want to see. In order for my self to see that I am really completely free. God is He and He is me. All are one in this great dream. He is the dreamer and I am the dreamed. So when I dream its He who lives, and when He lives I rest at ease. I have fulfilled the prophecy. The promise that I have to keep. To return to myself every day of the week. To eventually awake from this dream when I am not asleep. That is my destiny.
1 comment:
You've definitely tapped into something here. I hope you plan on pursuing more free though (early morning/late evening) poetry.
You truly have an innate deep connection with the universe as a poet. An ability to craft words into a beautiful expression of the universe.
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