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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required as my pen positions itself between my fingers and pillows itself on my hand… …I know not why I write and still I’ve got to take this poem for a ride…. Thoughts spew inside my head – too fast to articulate. Too deep to defend. Ticking like a badly timed bomb infused with a faulty timer – I reach for the pen… words align themselves as I walk Through the clutches of Pre-validation. My mind is appeased – my will is at ease…until the stumbler opens his mouth: “Poetry” he whispers and I’m thrown Into the vapors of Validation wondering, perhaps, maybe? Could it be that without will I have created that which could be termed as poetry? The jury is out: the naysayers and the critics; the conservatives and realists; friends and foes – torturing my mind, stroking my ego, making my blood boil, soothing my heart… tears I cannot cry…smiles they can not see… anger spills out; indifference sets in; I wring my mind and pack my poem slowly I embark on the Wrought past Post-validation. Baby steps in forming words I love. Twisting the poem in forms I’ve learnt. Dressing it in different styles, shortening it, elongating it; Snip, snap, cut, bandage – Rhythm no rhythm. Basking in formless form. Counting and discounting syllables But still it’s not enough. What’s the use of words if they don’t effect? Diving into The plunge I reign in the words – the leader of my chariot- My poem succumbs to my will. Wielding, exposing, slicing, dicing, building, destroying, encouraging, condemning the poem breathes – a life of its own. And I think to myself Oh please who am I to be the wielder of such potency? I call it back. Taking a stroll along the beach, I reminisce of things past; The things I’ve done; the things I’ve not done; The rot in the world; the love that begs to be heard… The thoughts start swirling in my mind. …. My steps take me back to the beginning… as my pen positions itself between my fingers and pillows itself on my hand… …I know not why I write and still I’ve got to take this poem for a ride…. For: Boomerrang Contest sponsor: Michael J. Falotico
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