Keep It Real

(This poem is not a criticism of poetry nor the works of others. Introspection is a large theme in my writing. This poem is entirely about my own lifetime of writing, wondering if sometimes, as opposed to actually participating, I hid in poetry and thus lived vicariously and not outright. Hence the title: "Keep It Real.") 

Love to a sonnet
should not
be confined?
even worse
a spray of Free Verse,
if leaving the Heart
no true
Beating-place:

So, keep it real:
let the Rose yet feel
its scent rising above
the page;
and Rolling-hills
and Watery-spills,
such motion 
a Liquid-pen
often stills—the soul
one's victim
when Writers' passions
are little more
than frills....
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Brewer Avatar
December 23, 2018 at 11:21 PM
I take your point, so we’ll expressed; but don’t be too hard on yourself. An image whether in paint or words is still a creation. The so-called ‘real world’ is not the only valid one. Should it outweigh all others?
DiMino Avatar
December 24, 2018 at 7:08 AM
Hi Geoffrey, thank you for commenting. For sure! We could not think it, recognize it, were it not real on some level of experience. All thought has potential of becoming physical (in the usual sense) which is why it is wise for us to guard our thoughts and use imagination wisely. We are the genes of an Unlimited Creator.
Kiser Avatar
October 24, 2018 at 3:24 PM
So true; "Love to a sonnet should not be confined?"l excellent imagery in this piece, "keep it real: let the Rose yet feel its scent rising above the page;" love that.
One Avatar
October 23, 2018 at 8:22 AM
I think many hide in poetry.. It is subjective and you should do as your heart wills...Nice use of words here...
DiMino Avatar
October 23, 2018 at 8:51 AM
For sure; it may be natural, healthy process to do. There are worse places to hide. It may be, what we call physical creation, is a place where spirit hides, lives vicariously, until us owners are consciously evolved enough to exist outright.
Pigeon Tart Avatar
October 22, 2018 at 3:57 PM
Oh I love it. A fave. xomo!
DiMino Avatar
October 22, 2018 at 9:08 PM
Thank you, Maureen; you made my day. Blessings!
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