Why I Write

I write
 to verbally wrong those who are blind
 without written rights 
with no lyrical sight
 living in the poems day not knowing its what happens in the poems dream at night shedding literal darkness upon my lights 
with a bit of courage feeling fright in the sky
 flying like a chinese kite 
eating away at the core sugar cake bite
 chopped verbs like cow skin tripe 
in the words personal hype through letters slowly but surely typed 
small yet reaching heights 
among a culture bleeding yet still choked tight
 because its not a maybe or a might
 poetically doing what I do when I WRITE.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Brown Avatar
October 26, 2012 at 5:49 AM
What a beautiful day to sit and read the many diverse poems here at the Soup today. I am so happy yours were among the ones I am able to read today Travis. I hope your weekend is exciting and so full of life and that you might find even more inspiration to write. Love, Carol XXXX
Debrosse Avatar
October 25, 2012 at 12:56 PM
"among a culture bleeding yet still choked tight" great line right here. I think we all want to break out of these boxes but dont know exactly how to do it yet
Grisetti Avatar
October 25, 2012 at 12:21 PM
Keep on writing loud and clear.
Lone Hill Avatar
October 25, 2012 at 12:23 PM
Thank you.....will do....will do.....
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