Richard Lamoureux Poet Free verse

Unglued

At times coming unglued
delaminated
Strands separating
vaguely holding their shape

I breathe in the breath of delirious spirits
swimming in circles around a splintered mind
I reach oblivions doorstep
cross the threshold
no bride in hand
yellowed fabric clinging to palms
I look out empty windows
reflecting the light of expended stars

I dream colored memories in spurts of black and white
draped over yesterdays celebrations
candles burnt at both ends
cakes with no surprises
Medals long tarnished
glitters that were never gold

Looking at darkened perspectives lit in the corners of my mind
wishing I could understand the point
blocks used to build knock down buildings
is anything made to last
what truly exists beyond a cybernetic world
keyboards stretched along distant desks
searching for answers
revealed stroke by stroke
interconnecting the unconnectable masses
Minds intertwined
grasping
at times coming unglued

I had another poet Marquis ask me to critique one of his poems and I suggested that if a line in the poem was not worthy of writing another poem he should consider taking it out. as a result I took a line from the poem I wrote for Drake and gave it a try, this is the result. My other poem was titled "Contorshinist's Test"

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Monterey Sirak August 11, 2013 at 6:07 AM I love the way your words travel about and weave back into themselves in this poem. Well done Richard Lamoureux August 11, 2013 at 7:14 AM Thanks Monterey, I often have no idea where my words will take me.

Constance La France August 3, 2013 at 7:35 AM Rick, I love your journey of tangled words, truly entrancing, it has a dreamy, haunting quality to it, well done, Constance Richard Lamoureux August 3, 2013 at 8:14 AM Thanks Constance, I had fun writing this one.

Colleen Bono August 3, 2013 at 12:02 AM Thanks,losing the internet isn't why I left that comment. LONG story. Love always,Colleen Richard Lamoureux August 3, 2013 at 6:12 AM Soup mail me.

Laura Breidenthal August 2, 2013 at 11:35 PM I found this poem a very rewarding read. You surely tangled my mind with this one--in a good way! Really cool. Always, Laura Richard Lamoureux August 3, 2013 at 6:11 AM Thanks Laura, cool avatar.

Eileen Manassian August 2, 2013 at 3:06 PM I breathe in the breath of delirious spirits swimming in circles around a splintered mind......How did you get into my head and catch the essence of how I've been feeling lately? ;) These two lines define my connection to this piece...Interesting write....very different from your usual work. Eileen Manassian August 2, 2013 at 11:08 PM Yes....but....just promise you won't change too much. I like the magic of who you are right now as seen in your work! :) #justsaying Richard Lamoureux August 2, 2013 at 3:14 PM I don't want to be to predictable. *lol* I never know what will come out of my head.

Marquis Mc Mills-Cooper August 2, 2013 at 2:55 PM Yeah Rick, what Drake said LOL!!! Man I can't sum it up any better than he did. Wow, to just write this the way you did is phenomenal! I love the line "blocks used to build knock down buildings" that was great. And I see what you meant now about each line standing on its own if necessary. Never really considered that. Now I'll have to re-evaluate all my work, but this is what I meant by the hard truth -from here I can improve. Simply put, great piece Rick, and great way to sum it up Drake! MC Richard Lamoureux August 2, 2013 at 3:16 PM What a great comment! Thanks Marquis, you are welcome back any time. ;0)

Poet Tacito August 2, 2013 at 2:38 PM I needed these potent lines to simmer in my smile. The premise of this piece hits a plateau in my heart that few reach with me. In no uncertain terms, will I call this poem anything less than epic. This will be a favorite. This is the end result of truly being "open minded". Not just saying "hey, cool piece" or "I don't get your poem". But, by mentally putting yourself in the writer's shoes to take the time & GRASP what they write. That is what it really means. Unglued, free, genuine... Richard Lamoureux August 2, 2013 at 3:18 PM Thanks Drake this will go down in my mental book of Favorite comments. You have made my day Drake, so glad you enjoyed.

Laura Mckenzie August 2, 2013 at 2:27 PM Wonderful work on this piece! I enjoyed reading your poetry. Laura :) Richard Lamoureux August 2, 2013 at 3:18 PM Thanks Laura ;0)