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I am not a great fan of poetry
written in the days of old
those writings and others similar
in form
tend to leave me a bit cold
some would say openly
I am much too brash
why should I care what is said
as long as I know it is for myself
I write
and not solely for the cash
I see this as my personal duty
to make others gradually grow to understand
my best work comes from off the top of my head
each is not carefully thought out nor planned
a vendetta of achievement I have put into effect
from my imagination and originality
the time has come to collect
I lay my innermost soul on the line
every time I pick up the pen
my mistakes through experience have given me
material to work with before
and they now do so again
perhaps my thespian like thoughts are indeed
my best friend
on my mind at least until the completion of the
next poem
I gravely depend
upon the floor, there is self doubt
but I'm not so sure I can leave it where it lays
but I have to remember so often
when I drop something materialistic
that is where it usually stays
I suppose someone sometime could think
I've rusted completely off my hinges
especially when I spin off so easily on one of my
vague but wacky word binges
the thought of over embellished, bad poetry makes
me cringe
but knowing that the personal life feeds the work
makes me feel more at ease
well,
just a twinge.........
(written May 30, 1991 in the am)