Steel2Velvet Posted June 19, 2009 Report Share Posted June 19, 2009 Dreamed some dreams some might not permit Though permission is hardly a goal Spoken, the dreams’ tones might prohibit Echoes ripping around the soul Quas m’diddle! That did what I want When using an imagination Expanding space skates or stars on the ground A crammed mind’s separation Treasure in a bathtub Mountain slopes a’treeing Wind horse without a wood pole All trying to come into being In case they’ve wondered: I keeps my Get out of jail free trophy At night near the bunk In case I’ve wondered: Hate to claim straight But nothing quite as useless As a sixteen dollar drunk Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lissy Posted June 25, 2009 Report Share Posted June 25, 2009 wow thats cool Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shawna Posted June 25, 2009 Report Share Posted June 25, 2009 Although I love your style - always! - I confess I'm lost with this one. My sister has always said to me, "Shawna, I know you're a good writer, but I don't understand your poetry." So I suppose it's not a bad thing. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Steel2Velvet Posted June 25, 2009 Author Report Share Posted June 25, 2009 I do not normally write in a cryptic manner, but after reading of the life of Theodor "Dr. Suess" Geisel and a particularly frustrating period of his life when he longed to break out of the corporate mold - he was producing advertising material for Standard Oil - tried to "get inside his head" and came up with this. He was a complex (and sometimes cryptic) man whose angst occasionally flaired to mental fire, until he found his ultimate freedom in writing based only upon things invented in his fertile mind. He once said that writing in his style was "better than getting drunk!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MuzikTyme Posted July 4, 2009 Report Share Posted July 4, 2009 I've thought a bit about the prose in this entry. You've stated what a universal language means. Good show and... Tallyho. ^ Reminds me of a pimps' tally @ the end of a LONG...Hard...Night; But, isn't that the basis? Wonderful writing, nevertheless. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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