Some poems don't
work.
No amount of
tweaking will
fix it.
You can't finger it until
it comes.
Push the delete
button and
start over.
You write because
you have to.
It's in your cells.
You're a salmon,
swimming up
stream to stay
alive.
You write because
the nuthouse yawns,
and beckons.
It waits.
The cage door is
open, and the
water is
tainted with
mercury.
Fly away, or die.
If the writing
isn't working,
go fishing,
eat a tangerine or
some brussel sprouts.
Be livid
Be silly.
Study the vulva
and the orchid.
Think about what the
color black tastes like, or if
pink whispers or yells.
And write until
the trivialities take
flight from your
life.
In the surrendering,
triumph will come.
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Author:
Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 13th, 2024 10:36
- Comment from author about the poem: Thanks for all the support.
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Comments8
Inspired flight !
Thank you.
Such wisdom, I only ever write when it comes, and most of my work gets edits even after years, love this dear Thomas, good advice, a stroll in the park or a swim in the sea. 🌹
Thank you, Teddy, You are wonderful.
much to ponder here, and maybe learn from.
inspirational ?
in a word....yes;
Thank you so much.
Good write T.
Now a poem from me (maybe) based on a daft joke - What's green and brown and would kill you if it fell out of a tree and landed on you? A branch? No - a snooker table! heehee.
Thank you.
its great to see there is someone else around that is not frightened to incorporate a few of my personal favourite things into a post .. Neville
Thanks bro.
So true Thomas, sometimes the words just will not come.
Andy
Thanks
Really enjoyed this. I could relate to so much, mate. And the last line just nailed it. Good stuff. Cheers, Tom.
Thanks, Tom.
'In the surrendering,
triumph will come.'
Indeed!
Great write
Thank you.
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