PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I'm not in a very neat mood so this
whatever you wish to call it
will more than likely not be neat
this is my way of getting back at myself
and revenge can be so very sweet
for you, this may even turn out to be quite
a legible treat
writing saves my soul by giving me a place
to lick my wounds in quiet retreat
my mistakes I do not care to repeat
I soar highest when damned down in utter
defeat
friendship is friendship until betrayal becomes
the more lucrative of the two
and when this massive emotional bomb is dropped
there is little if anything you can do
there are answers out there to be found
they can only be so far off, floating around
with ideas galore, the mind displays how vast
and complex its regions of resourcefulness are
to explore
my inner self I cannot ignore
with my beautifully strange writing one can stroll
with me in and out through an imaginary door
I climb fearlessly into my own mind
not knowing exactly what it is each time
I'm seeking
my craft is honed as my pinnacle of delightful
discovery is peeking
direct confrontation is the only way to save
myself from this malfunctioning emotional leaking
on this not so secretive subject I am almost
leery of speaking
some believe woman was created by a freak act
of nature
not fully realizing that without woman, man would
soon fall into the clutches of the obscure
for man, there is no such thing as a cure
deep down in most there is a small portion of the
soul that is impartial and pure
for every simplest concept that comes in so clear
we have to fight the problems we have now so
tomorrow there will still be a place that we can call
'Here'
and know that on this oh so serious subject
I have exercised my full career...........
( written May 22,1991 in the am)