The Poet That Never Sleeps

it's a race between her pages penned

and my cups of coffee

she's winning now,

i try to keep up - 

captivated

is caffeine, in itself

but captivation,

and bottomless cups

are not enough

 

though i started off well ahead

bred, once a trainee

of the city, of brooklyn

sipping till near sun up

talking with a friend

i have to sleep, a little bit, though

also other treasures,

cherishable,

and matters to attend

 

you could say she writes in her sleep,

meanwhile

she writes anywhere she is,

on anything

with anything at hand

scraping rocks into the branch of a tree

dangling a hundred feet up in the air

she likes to go where no one's been

i would have gone with her if i had the strength

and though I'd like to cheat 

to make up ground,

bring out my chainsaw in the morning 

and cut the distance down,

i'll climb to new heights tomorrow

after a little rest

though i'll never quite reach up to where she is

still, it's good enough, to me,

that the morning coffee

tastes like her words

i need a little space and time to fully savor 

the deeper meaning,

that's how i'm built

that's what i've found

 

so in a race between her pages penned

and my cups of coffee

she's winning now,

on bottomless coffee i give up, 

on captivation, not

it's where you'll find me staring at tampered bark

Author's Notes/Comments: 

 

An amalgamation.

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patriciajj's picture

Right out of the gate I was

Right out of the gate I was swept up in your breathless rivalry with this prolific, poetic fireball who can channel the Muse while "scraping rocks into the branch of a tree/ dangling a hundred feet up in the air".

 

With a fusion of sharp wit, clarity and self-discovery, you arrive at a state of pure admiration for this whirling dervish of words and the pleasure, the appreciation, of real talent:

 

". . . it's good enough, to me,

that the morning coffee

tastes like her words

i need a little space and time to fully savor

the deeper meaning,

that's how i'm built

that's what i've found"

 

Cleverly spun and a joy to experience. 

 
Pungus's picture

Something special

It's easy to recognize how extremely elevated, eloquent, intelligent etc your writing style is. You are so clear and self-aware; it shows like gemstones in your dope diamond flow.


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lyrycsyntyme's picture

Thank you kindly, for what

Thank you kindly, for what feels like such an truly generous remark. This one has become one of my favorites to have written right from the instant of creation, so I am especially grateful that it has been so well received by someone such as yourself.