Suburban Lovechild Poet Free verse

Beware When You Write

Beware when you write
When you're incredibly buzzed
Not drunk mind you
Just life turned up to 11 or beyond
When mundane seems insane
And the rain in Spain
Seems utterly inane
Funny is hilarious
Hell, everything's hilarious
And the guilt, stress, sadness or boredom
You felt earlier
Seems flushed from the vernacular
Yet the dictionary trembles and bites
A buzzcut maddog
Frothing between violent yelps
Yet swaying to a beat we all can follow
Nothing but raw self
Rote ignition and cerebral stars
Guiding your mist and sun. 

(5/9/14, con't 5/17/14)

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Andrea Dietrich February 28, 2015 at 6:17 PM It's too bad I don't drink. maybe i could let loose and learn how to write more free!! I just don't have that free verse vibe that is so popular with publishers today. I should have been born in the romance era or something. Good one, as always! Suburban Lovechild February 28, 2015 at 6:41 PM Thx. There's always a tipping point where too much drink just isn't good for anything, let alone coherent thought. I was almost exclusively rhyme for a while, then took a turn.

Peter Lewis Holmes February 28, 2015 at 8:59 AM Cool write...visceral!.....and thanks for the comments...Peter NB...yes I'm British..but I love American literature..I,m living in Vietnam and meet alot of veterans here who tell me their real experiences and give me their blessings to use them in my poetry:...peace and love