Mining the Mind: Note to Self    
 Note to Self1 comment
6 Nov 2003 @ 04:01, by Jeff Olsen

I am trapped fire
Unleashing myself upon you

I am an enigma
Oh what am I gonna do?

I see the light
In, out, in, out
A mission to misconstrue

Smoke is a'rising
Staring woodenly at logs
I breathe the whispers true

Aiyee! Wake UP!
If you steeped in sheets
Use your head to clean off your shoe

Crazy Today

A skeleton of an idea
Talking in bones
Legal visitation
Expanding homes

A nation arisen
Compass points

Chiddy Chiddy
Bang bang
Knock knock
Who's there?

A vesper
Ai vested

Hump d' Dump
Jump or fall?
Truth that lies
On the wall

Pink or Freud?
Black or white bull?
Soda Fresca
Yoda light full

I think writing poetry has much akin to gardening. Sometimes you must prune your ideas to promote the growth of your expression.

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1 comment

6 Nov 2003 @ 11:45 by shawa : Thanks!
I enjoy the play with words. :-)  

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