The Wastelands ~ #Poetics ~ @dVersePoets
I have denied myself the adventure for a very long time.
Right brained, left brained
battling obligations in contrast to desires.
A series of unfortunate events
led me to discover
the path was easy to uncover.
Somewhere
among the midnight calls
and fears of being found out
I realized the charade had run its course.
In aiming to please all but myself
I had lost my voice
in a constant chorus of demands
from those I had misconstrued as needing me
when in reality they were simply needy
and just about anyone would do.
Hard on the ego
to wake up to a real world
where for so many years
your worth was steadily inflated
based on junk bonds and fear
of passive aggressive behavior.
So I stepped on to the path
called my own bluff
and unearthed a world of my own creation
where I paint
where I sing
where I get drunk on poetry
and lounge on blue bamboo
while Buddha ponders
and Jesus prays
while Aphrodite tempts
and Loki giggles from his perch on my shoulder.
I have conversations
beyond markets
beyond politics
beyond this earthly realm
that holds so many ensnared...
The fact I have them alone
doesn't bother me in the least.
"EXILE"...Karin has us pondering the word, in relation to writing...whether it be self-imposed or otherwise. It's been a couple days of people overload for me...so my choice was simple. It's Poetics at dVersePoets...which I like to refer to as sanctuary ;)
Right brained, left brained
battling obligations in contrast to desires.
A series of unfortunate events
led me to discover
the path was easy to uncover.
Somewhere
among the midnight calls
and fears of being found out
I realized the charade had run its course.
In aiming to please all but myself
I had lost my voice
in a constant chorus of demands
from those I had misconstrued as needing me
when in reality they were simply needy
and just about anyone would do.
Hard on the ego
to wake up to a real world
where for so many years
your worth was steadily inflated
based on junk bonds and fear
of passive aggressive behavior.
So I stepped on to the path
called my own bluff
and unearthed a world of my own creation
where I paint
where I sing
where I get drunk on poetry
and lounge on blue bamboo
while Buddha ponders
and Jesus prays
while Aphrodite tempts
and Loki giggles from his perch on my shoulder.
I have conversations
beyond markets
beyond politics
beyond this earthly realm
that holds so many ensnared...
The fact I have them alone
doesn't bother me in the least.
"EXILE"...Karin has us pondering the word, in relation to writing...whether it be self-imposed or otherwise. It's been a couple days of people overload for me...so my choice was simple. It's Poetics at dVersePoets...which I like to refer to as sanctuary ;)
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and Jesus prays
while Aphrodite tempts
and Loki giggles from his perch on my shoulder
love the nods to each of these...and you are not holding all these conversations with yourself...as far as i know i am not a figment of your imagination...haha....its a hard world poet...
called my own bluff
and unearthed a world of my own creation
where I paint
where I sing
where I get drunk on poetry
and lounge on blue bamboo
while Buddha ponders
and Jesus prays
while Aphrodite tempts
and Loki giggles from his perch on my shoulder.....
loved esp. that whole stanza... good to get drunk on poetry and lounge on blue bamboo...smiles...but you're not at all alone there you know...smiles
I admire you for being able to have the conversations alone. That is something I have never been able to do, but what would have made life so much simpler.
http://sharplittlepencil.com/2012/06/17/far-away-from-home-exile/
♥