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Click here"Lived Is To Devil as 6323 is to..."
3236 - Classic - IQ.
So just how intelligent are we?
and what is 'intelligence' after all?
I bought a rose
and gave it to the Vendor,
I spoke with another
of the importance to me
of being given what I chose
and not a pre-boxed wannabe.
Some things HAVE a voice
and speak inside -
and even I am
chipped
tangibly flawed and 'cracked'
faded
weathered
at times unseemly
ungainly and yes -
a wee bit 'bent'.
I'm a 'classic' all my own
in dress, mind, heart - and sometimes
even thoughts and wishes.
A throw-something -
neither forward
nor back
just 'something'
there's yet to be a word for.
I smoke by choice - MY choice,
I like the taste and scent,
smile at all women -
to me they ARE pretty,
nod acceptance to strangers,
eat meat - even fast food,
pass-up timeshares,
pick up hitch-hikers,
like window-shopping and
the feel of sunlight.
I can even say "No."
I appreciate
humor
children
thoughtfullness
green AND color
and differences.
I listen
think before answering
share opinions
accept beliefs
acknowledge my shortcomings
and ask - questions.
Cats accept me,
dogs curl near,
mosquitoes love me.
I read,
prefer 'originals' to remakes,
remixes, and re-delusions
of another's internal grandeur.
I understand their NEED
for 'signature' - but
make it with your own
not remake someone else's.
I don't argue with success
nor dwell on failures,
acknowledge my own
pack-rat-ness and
prefer to 'fix' rather then throw-away.
I CAN be mean, petty, vain,
cruel, biting, cold, and hurtful -
but choose not to be,
consciously
and
conscientously
because I don't NEED to be...
p'haps that says it all -
what a person needs
to be
to feel
if they are alive -
if only to themselves.
Classic IQ...
To find strength enough
to be strong,
heart enough
to have heart,
still think about kissing
and holding hands
and wanting to,
to smile cause its within,
to cry cause you can...
Classic.
Chris Twyford
Ancient117331
This is some excellent work... I loved the flow.. how it ranted through in gentle and roaring cycles. I felt as if I was in your essence and you mine. To me that is good poetry! Thank you for the journey
du lac~
Classic IQ. The things we come across when surfing the web...
I loved the way this poem read, the drive behind it and its intent. It's punchy, just on the good side of a rant, and that gives it a good edge.
One thing I felt, at times, was that the poem could have gained a little if it had explored more clearly its list-poetry side. Something to consider, at least.
And it's great to find your poetry again. It's been a while for me. :)
Think you had a lot on your chest. *Grins*
I like this emotional roller coaster poem.
It reads like a short essay, yet it still * Feels * good.
Liked your Rant like quality too.
Nice Poem here ~