Lady Labyrinth Poet Free verse

Crazy Is As Crazy Does

"Crazy is as Crazy does" 


Crazy is as Crazy does

poets and musicians 
come undonne
fresh plots 
till the soiled, their artful 
passion twists

a je ne sais quoi 
madness in the measure
of their melodies - 
there "It" sits within, an articulate
climbing ivy de Sadeness, when 

silence comes to this

words paint a wall
like flowers blooming
tale feathers flying 
angels and their demons 
swooning, 

dance enthralled
across white territory
open spaces 
close tired doors
the dead, fuelled and reborn 

surrender red flags
in bed with the 
romance 
of new frontiers
where ancient lovers call 

Crazy is as Crazy does

poets and musicians 
all cultivated mercenaries
eventually 
come undonne 
hungry monsters

to speak and sing 
of war and love
times past 
long ago, and history 
yet to come

words worn like 
monks wear habits
hearts are verily 
strummed warm
then rolled over raw

seeds and wild oats sown
thoughts like manna 
placed in others' minds
and on their tongues 
to speak and dance 

of never-nevers
and cloudy 
kingdom comes
impress to all, 
heed this, they espouse

it's all quite quite 
quintessential 
perfectly prophétique,
murdering ALL their 
little darlings

fresh plots 
till the soiled, their artful 
passion twists
Crazy is as Crazy does
the loons all hum and nod

when 
silence comes to this 

(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)

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Lady Labyrinth January 22, 2023 at 11:07 AM "You're only given one little spark of madness. You mustn't lose it." Robin Williams (1951 - 2014). Lady Labyrinth January 22, 2023 at 11:07 AM Some more than others. xx

Paula Goldsmith December 19, 2022 at 10:57 AM Your "Crazy is as Crazy does" is deep but a wonderful write. Your added pictures speak out loud. The last one, liquid sunshine???? Have a great day.............. Lady Labyrinth December 19, 2022 at 3:09 PM lol...surely this for most families, skeletons, closets etc.

Lady Labyrinth September 21, 2022 at 1:56 PM "Sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You change direction but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again, but the storm adjusts. Over and over you play this out, like some ominous dance with death just before dawn. Why? Because this storm isn't something that blew in from far away, something that has nothing to do with you. Lady Labyrinth September 21, 2022 at 6:05 PM We all go through our sandstorms...sometimes, they can be quite vicious. I always loved this quote by Haruki Murakami, who is one of my most favourite authors. He loves his music too. Xx Joseph P. DiMino September 21, 2022 at 5:40 PM Wonderfully stimulating information, perspective. Great advice: Doubt not, open up, and one will experience self as a cornucopia of worlds and wisdom. No darkness in God's creation...only self keeping out the light. Such a joy to read your writings! Thank you. Lady Labyrinth September 21, 2022 at 1:57 PM This storm is you. Something inside of you. So all you can do is give in to it, step right inside the storm, closing your eyes and plugging up your ears so the sand doesn't get in, and walk through it, step by step. There's no sun there, no moon, no direction, no sense of time. Just fine white sand swirling up into the sky like pulverized bones. That's the kind of sandstorm you need to imagine. Lady Labyrinth September 21, 2022 at 1:57 PM And you really will have to make it through that violent, metaphysical, symbolic storm. No matter how metaphysical or symbolic it might be, make no mistake about it: it will cut through flesh like a thousand razor blades. People will bleed there, and you will bleed too. Hot, red blood. You'll catch that blood in your hands, your own blood and the blood of others. Lady Labyrinth September 21, 2022 at 1:57 PM And once the storm is over you won't remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won't even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won't be the same person who walked in. That's what this storm's all about.” Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

Lady Labyrinth September 21, 2022 at 1:54 PM “You can usually tell whether a new writer's work is going to last by whether or not the style has a sense of rhythm. From what I've seen, though, most literary critics ignore that element. Lady Labyrinth September 21, 2022 at 1:54 PM They mainly talk about the subtlety of the style, the newness of the writer's vocabulary, the narrative momentum, the quality of the themes, the use of interesting techniques, and so forth. But I think that someone who writes without rhythm lacks the talent to be a writer.” Haruki Murakami, Absolutely on Music: Conversations with Seiji Ozawa

Lady Labyrinth September 21, 2022 at 1:50 PM “Creative people have to be fundamentally egoistic. This may sound pompous, but it happens to be the truth. People who live their lives watching what goes on around them, trying not to make waves, and looking for the easy compromise are not going to be able to do creative work, whatever their field. Lady Labyrinth September 21, 2022 at 1:50 PM To build something where there was nothing requires deep individual concentration, and in most cases that kind of concentration occurs in a place unrelated to cooperation with others, a place we might even call dämonisch.” Haruki Murakami, Absolutely on Music: Conversations with Seiji Ozawa

Lady Labyrinth September 21, 2022 at 1:20 PM "Monster". Lady Labyrinth September 21, 2022 at 1:20 PM https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/monster_1342643

Joseph P. DiMino September 21, 2022 at 10:49 AM This is a fabulous poem! You get a Fav! from me. I will be back later to say more. It is a very encompassing work, going off in many directions but they are all related brilliantly. Indeed, our words build walls...tear them down, as do our thoughts and deeds. While on different dimensions of consciousness experienced or acknowledge, that is not to say one is more real than the other. Thank you for posting. Lady Labyrinth September 21, 2022 at 1:17 PM For the 'Walking Kintsugi"... who have risen from the dead...

Michael Tor September 21, 2022 at 6:29 AM Dark but wonderfully written to convey. Thanks for your effort in writing and sharing... Lady Labyrinth September 21, 2022 at 1:16 PM I had a moment, which leads novitiatingly forward into the next poem overleaf...

Lady Labyrinth September 21, 2022 at 5:23 AM words paint a wall like flowers blooming Joseph P. DiMino September 21, 2022 at 5:33 PM :) They both work. Lady Labyrinth September 21, 2022 at 2:05 PM perhaps we should edit below a titch :)..."a multidimensional phase"... Joseph P. DiMino September 21, 2022 at 12:13 PM Enchanting blossoms, but nonetheless on a wall, an enclosure, a barrier. A multidimensional phrase. You always make me think.

Lady Labyrinth September 21, 2022 at 5:15 AM LYRICS/ "Monster", Pomplamoose Lady Labyrinth May 17, 2023 at 9:57 PM https://genius.com/Pomplamoose-monster-lyrics Lady Labyrinth September 21, 2022 at 5:16 AM https://youtu.be/PUj3XwlfxKk