How do I change my poetic flow?
or more to the point,
how do I alter the current
and change my course?
I'm stuck drifting (sometimes plummeting -
there is no in-between)
down a dark cavernous tunnel
where the only glimpses I see
in occasional bouts of light
is
my own reflection.
I'm tired of me
&
the darkness.
I want to loose myself in lush
river banks in rich
foliage in intoxicating
bird song in all the wonders
that surround me including
that which scares me the most
human nature.
I suppose the real question is
how do I change me.
3 comments:
is it change you...or change your perspective? i think there can be a balance of light and dark...i would never want to fully snuff my shadow...maybe change your scenery a bit...
Oh, how I like the honesty here. I would take one honest poem above 10 that don't address reality. As for changing someone, I don't think it is possible really. You are you. And you are good. I see that, and I hope you will too.
I'm feeling sort of stuck, poetically. I usually find inspiration down by the river...a block away, but because of the drought the bears and rattlers are invading the fringes of Reno so I'm not indulging. The poetic life ebbs and flows, heh?
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