I’m not a shrinking violet
Who is happy to
Just fade and disappear,
I want to take the world
By the scruff of the neck
And let it know I’m here.
I refuse to be restricted
By physical boundaries,
I want to spread my wings,
I’m not content that my
Heart is merely beating,
I won’t be happy until it sings.
In planetary terms
Our lives are the mere
Blink of an eye,
I want my life to be a meteor shower,
Not just a wisp of smoke
In the evening sky.
Ruffles the feathers
holds the scruff of the neck
resembles the raven
disguise imperfect
subjects favoured
unwisely project
suspect flavour
returns the reject
correct behaviour
or disrespect
what flies lands
what lives dies
play your hand
calm and nice
avoid the stand
Do not go twice
Poetry is my most recent passion
That's got me by the scruff of the neck
Grabbed me a couple of years ago
Not getting much sleep, I'm a wreck
Sure didn't know when I started all this
It would ignite this fire in my soul
That rages consuming every damn moment
Two poems a day is my goal
This Poetry Soup site sure is addictive
First thing in the morning I'm there
To see who's reviewed my latest entries
Did they think I wrote them with flair?
Late into the night I'm feverishly editing
Tweaking the words to the last
A few things still really bug me though
But time's running out really fast
Trembling I go to the “post poem” prompt
I click it then patiently wait
A feeling of anxiety creeps over me
As I sit there awaiting my fate
© Jack Ellison 2012
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